Lyrics:
Yeah, by the way, we blood brothers
Yeah, kill a mothafucka
Shedidia, doobie, doobie, doobie, doobie
Boy, I ain't playin' with a nigga
Yeah, I'm
Bow bitch I'm looking at your count bitch ay
Why you looking ahead at your round bitch yea
You doing you but why you gotta shave this ay
Doing up
question it
We gon' get the album done by the deadline
I'll talk to ya later, over and out brother
looked around, and I couldn't believe this
I swear, I stared, my niece my witness
The brother had it goin' on with somethin' kinda, uh
Wicked, wicked
brother
Nickname her contagious ay ay ay
I gotta money problem problem problem problem ay, plug in the money
Counter count up count up count up ay
I pull
on the flow bitch ay look
I wreck six car ok look man I know I really fucked up uh ay
But look bitch let me explain shit hold up lah brother ay I'm not like ok
the 015 from my brothers from the 012
Mash are you ready
05:16 shit Mash are you ready
Third take
Yeah yeah
Clock going yeah
Clock going up
Yeah yeah
mama, I'ma go in with my chin up, grinnin'
(Hey) yeah, I'm a go-getter, a smooth killer
(Yeah, yeah) yeah, I do what it do
Ay, yo, pops, you done
(serve)
I got the molly and percocets serve em (serve)
Big bills, big wave (big bills)
Cook it up, soufflé (cook it up)
Beat it up, by Quay (beat it up
Been working on your new album for two years strong
You still can't come up with the right song
You know what they say, "Study long, study wrong"
All
Uh, uh, Supertrap, Supertrap, Supertrap
Supertrap, Supertrap, Supertrap
Ay, ay, ay, ay
Rollie on the wrist just like the Gucci on my belt
They say
Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car dealer
Give up
Maguire from the Brothers
How y'all realer? (How y'all realer?) If I said it, I did it
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car dealer
Give up
Just know you gonna be great like you always been destined
Keep me by your side you'll never need no protection
A little girl is waking up this
mob with my brothers my sisters My homies
Since I got the gas
I be rolling up hefty
PleaseAsk me
I much rather sip on the tequila
My dawgies want liquor
-ah)
Call up the brother one time! (Ay, oh-ay, ay-ay-ah)
Woo!
Ay, location device
Ay, elevation like
Ay, we with ceiling lights
Ay, sipping from
on your neck
And rub on your upper back
Yack, see I'm a player professionale
I get it up in your body
You scream a extra "ow"
Will her fortune love, ay baby
to destroy
No karate, and no taekwondo
Been trained from youth, and there was no dojo
Brothers beating me up, for fun I was guessing
It was brotherly love,
ain't got to get all extremely too personal on your albums
When you not surrounded by bigger artists to fucking boost you
Nigga you called me, I didn't
Ay i can't breathe hold up lah brother ay
Why i'm lookin' lost? Ay
What we tryna do lah bitch?
Ay i got that green
My bank account is lookin' good ok
the line-up
First album, the EP was No I.D
Last album, the executive producer is me, I'm set free
Sayonara
So the crazy shit is right, like, when we was
you know we here to win, I might take your bitch and Might as well go make a demon kid
Brodie is a clown, it's like he got made up by Stephen King, ay
could be not, he could be you
He's chameleon, comedian, Corinthian and caricature
Shooting up pie in the sky
Bewlay brothers
In the feeble, in the bad
You were born to be great
Ay ay ay that's foreally foreally
Be great
Ay that's foreally
Foreally
Ay
Let me clear it up again
You were born to be free
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