youngboy never broke again - through the storm lyrics
[intro: téa leoni & martin lawrence]
i need to talk to mike lowrey
h-llo?
this is mike lowrey
[pre-chorus]
through the night when it be stormin’
hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
n-ggas tellin’ lies so i gotta be honest
ask me for to tell it, you know that i’ma run it
[chorus]
turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh-t
flexin’ on these n-ggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
ain’t no goin’ back, you know i’m gon’ keep it comin’
ain’t no time to waste, a n-gga play, we gon’ burn him, yeah
[verse 1]
today friday so you know we on that clyde and dodo
i got black and white b-tches knockin’ at my door though
i’m in the middle of the room posted with a .44
i got it out in case a n-gga wanna take a photo
remember me and three we used to ride up in a stolo
now i’m in a two-door coupe, it used to be a four-door
don’t pay for cable, he want static, tell him let me know though
i’m quick to let a n-gga have it, you know i’ma blow though
late at night i used to sneak out my grandfather window
and i was coolin’ on a flight, and i was hittin’ them l!cks though
wasn’t for him i wouldn’t be sh-t, so i ain’t gotta trip though
ten thousand dollars, that ain’t sh-t, i gave him that times three though (slime)
[pre-chorus]
through the night when it be stormin’
hopin’ everything could clear up by the morning
n-ggas tellin’ lies so i gotta be honest
ask me for to tell it, you know that i’ma run it
[chorus]
turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh-t
flexin’ on these n-ggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
ain’t no goin’ back, you know i’m gon’ keep it comin’
ain’t no time to waste, a n-gga play, we gon’ burn him, yeah
[verse 2]
can’t tote no gun but got that glock when i’m up in the yo’ though
plus my po and the police knockin’ at my door though
i get q-red to lace the track just like a blunt of dope though
i told nene i’m comin’ back, she think i’m with a hoe though
hundred grand in my pocket when i wanna flex
back in the day them n-ggas laughed when i said i’m next
up with the choppa ‘case that boy try reach for my neck
you know i’ll pop ’em, f-ck that sh-t, i put his -ss to rest (brrt, slime)
[chorus]
turned up like who want it, we pulled up on that dumb sh-t
flexin’ on these n-ggas, pockets full of blue hundreds
ain’t no goin’ back, you know i’m gon’ keep it comin’
ain’t no time to waste, a n-gga play, we gon’ burn him, yeah
[outro]
yeah, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
i told that boy i’m slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt, slatt
i told that boy he not gon’ take my sack, yeah
and if he play, i swear i’m goin’ hard back
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