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marley brooker - tom brady lyrics

[intro: marley brooker (ghost capone)]
they gon let me talk my sh-t n-gga (shiiit) [echos]
empire sh-t (huh) [echos]

[hook: marley brooker (miss cash) [ghost capone]]
coming up, coming down
mixed breed shawty head renown
bad b-tch, sea town
took her now we got it
made in miami look around
tom brady
n-gga feelin’ like he tom brady
n-ggas hate me like i’m tom brady
super model type wifey like in tom brady
(boy you so crazy) [evil laughs]

[verse 1: marley brooker (ghost capone)]
livin la vida loca
like i don’t give a f-ck (for life)
told aunt sheila ima get her
when i get some bucks
ima be back but now it’s off
they g-ssin up the buses
u hear the b-ss in every track
you know they love percussion
whether it’s tim or roc or fresh kid
you know what we reppin
dade county representa
grove boy since the great conception (huh)
mona lisa ain’t have sh-t on mama
anti-nirvana the state
so i’m burnin h-lla marijuana
f-ck a p-ss test
grindin wit the stick vest
f-ck the feds watching
bumpin squalle gettin my d-ck wet
it’s drowning- it can’t breath
her p-ssy wet- it’s slippery
swerve heaux come thru
get curbed now u sleep on n-gga
chauffeur
please come and get me
it’s, time to put work
r.g.f. playa we don’t see nothin
but that skirt and that cold hard
so cold hard n-gga go hard on lurk
ima d-ckhead ima -ssh0l- ima pr-ck
just call me jerk
or tom brady

[outro talking: marley brooker [ghost]]
yea yea it’s ya boy young crookz
(n-ggas uh) aka marley brooker aka muf-ckin
(takin’ sh-t back) don’t worry bout it
(takin’ n-gga sh-t) name change but the voice stay the same n-gga
(b-tch p-ssy still drip from it) shout to my n-gga jones
r.i.p. to my n-gga ghost (what up kareem you know i got’chu)
shoutout to cash (strong arming n-ggas for they sh-t)
we don’t give a f-ck (makaveli disciple shout truth about 2pac)
it’s that unofficial stricly bizness part 2
n-ggas roaming though my city like it’s ok, okay! [evil laugh]
real talk i don’t care if lebron people wit you
i was in a good mood… (this still my grove n-gga)
we leave it at that
at the end of the day ya b-tch was still on my b-tch n-gga
(’05) face to face, 3d, you feel me
i ain’t, i ain’t stuntin’, i ain’t frontin’ n-gga (vma’s)
hope you enjoyed the run tho, it’s has been impressive
(all things must come to an end you already nino my n-gga)
white book got the clues (we gon take the torch back)
i’m saying tho- you ain’t no 2pac n-gga!!
maneuvering in the sea of sin (let this b-tch ride out)
we down here (f-ck you thought it was?) made in miami goddamit
you n-ggas know what it is, you heard me?
shout to relentless (dominated in the aftermath- aright my n-gga)
shout to gunshine, shout to my n-gga fresh!
it’s the new testimate my n-gga
in relentless we trust (no one)
we lay stake and claim right now muf-cka
recognize, the empire
f-ck bout the nation n-gga…
i’m jus tryin stay off probation

- marley brooker lyrics

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