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robb bank$ - broward county legend coral springs lyrics

[intro:]
ya n-ggas be thanking n-ggas twist
sweeten these streets
y’all get it! was really good
y’all n-ggas get me how you say you get me
ya n-gga really drop it
and ya n-ggas think the city came tonight
you’re trying to get rich out here, n-gga!
you got money and all
you’re trying to get money
you’re trying to get money
keep your motherf-cker mouth shut
my own motherf-cker business
start adding, n-ggas!
if you wanna add a n-gga
smack a n-gga when you see him!
uh, chris brown drag n-ggas.. a round, bottle of promotions
got your man on call, b-tch, two phone shawty!
send it straight to the point, messengers, i ain’t finessing
your b-tch with p-ssy -ss and mojis
real country boy, i never rode the subway
but my’your b-tch way’s bad like she’s bossing about subway
ss n-ggas, we’re n-z-s! sh-t! boy, we got names for your hoe!
she took one look, and louis had money
so how you gonna say that the bank gonna tear it?
just started from the bottom, you’re still -ss n-ggas
same coats, everyday carton, young n-gga
i made sh-t moving like you’re mad
cause the daddy new job over made you change schools, my n-gga!
young boy looking fendy! sh-t!
twenty thirteen goes the way it dresses
so if you’re really being a trap house, the one we can’t address it
i don’t write’ with an employee
i don’t need a mercedes keys and a lot of receipt
i’ve been through this kitchen, boy
but i ain’t never smelled pot
need to get your mind right, b-tch!
i see your b-tch and all her friends
standing by the entrance, always in the vip
sh-t! check a ‘trying to get attached to her silhouette
got a new b-tch!
well you’re guessing where your girlfriend
let me guess! you’re wrestling with your emotions
and i’m pushing you over the edges
it’s paying with your head my n-gga!
i pull up that sl-t chair, but you and me is different pedigrees
and i gotta spare like

hook:
i f-cked your b-tch with no rubber
that sh-t was legendary!
i cried to see that’ what a legendary
i’m the realest, honest, the realest boy, i’m legendary
and that ‘ had to feel moan, that sh-t legendary!
ok, b-tch!
b-tch, i’m legendary, legendary, legendary
i’m a broad kind of legend
legendary, legendary, legendary
broad kind of legend
legendary, legendary, legendary
broad kind of legend
legendary, legendary, legendary
broad kind of activist
sipping on mechanism
b-tch!
i’ve seen a lot of snakes
lot of split tongues ‘ so i landscape
cut off them hoes and i slide the skin on the gucci’
.. that’s dishonor!
and all the f-ck n-ggas claim to go k!ll me, it’s dishonor
all the n-ggas fake
and these hoe k!ll the ones that you love
swear to god, i ripped to my home boy g!
i give a f-ck what you did!
y’all know what i did, but i know you probably figure
me and’ here, n-gga!
‘ i hear n-gga sh-t!
steady the hands, i pull your perfect legs up, foe
and me is stylo bad broads
f-ck, you know, oh!
on the flow, neighborhood
superstar, but they still say that a n-gga on the coma
f-ck n-gga in the crowd while i’m on stage
i guarantee that a n-gga ain’t gonna go come up
your man flew down fl’ to get the pay
for who she rub a dime when i cl!ck for
so you already know what it is, bro
and she get tired to stand and to sit on my lap in the dark
you already know what’s gonna come up
a n-gga trying to f-ck!
i watch my n-ggas hit the weed
and i wonder how the time p-ssed us
but let me ask you, how you gonna tie my life
when you can’t live’

- robb bank lyrics

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