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big tymers - broads lyrics
[manny]
see these broads, i like’em and sh-t
wish i could, give all these hoes a picturemy d-ck
see i like’em and psyche’em, then i get in the win
i might just need you and leave you at a quarter past 10 but
i ain’t gon’ lie, yo’ p-ssy was good
but your mouth is better so i wish you would
workin’ your way down to the diz-nick, uh huh
it feels so good when you do the liz-nick
you got doin’ push-ups and i’m takin’ ginseng
let’s get ready to rumble! in the middle of the ring
you got my d-ck hard like a ’57 chevy
rocked up, ya c-cked up, cause i’m ready
to go up in ya, let that other n-gg- send ya
cards and sh-t while you suckin’ my d-ck
i like you a little bit more than i’m diggin’ my shirt
ya little pretty -ss d-ck suckin’ expert, beeyoch
[chorus]
see i love these broads, but i toss’em up quick
every trick that i get, they get flipped through the clique 2x
[baby]
these broads, n-gg-, i wsh that i could love’em all
these broads, n-gg-, i wsh that i could f-ck’em all
these broads, i let these hoes just drive my car
but these hoes know one thing that i’m a superstar
these hoes get out of line, i’ma show’em i’ma hog
and now that i’m rich, i show these hoes they ain’t sh-t
and every hoe i f-ck with, i make suck my d-ck
it ain’t no secret, i know these hoes bout my money, sh-t
but i tell a hoe quick, that she ain’t sh-t
my main hoe player, i don’t make her suck my d-ck
i might just get loose and wanna kiss my b-tch
but not that i got a daughter, i’m supposed to be lighter on a b-tch
but i’m gon’ be hard on these hoes for life, sh-t
i’ma true u-p-t player for life, sh-t
but i’ma say it again, i don’t love no b-tches
i bout my money, n-gg- and f-ckin’ these b-tches
[chorus]
[baby]
now i had been here for 25 years
i understand one thing, that life is a b-tch
i done lost my maw and my paw, my brother and my sister all up in one year
i understand one thing, i gotta ball ’til i fall
and show these hoes that money ain’t no thing, dawg
see, i tell a b-tch that she ain’t sh-t
and at the same time ask that hoe to suck my d-ck
see, i don’t take money and mix with no b-tch
cause one thing, these hoes would lose they mind and get lost quick
it ain’t no secret, i make these hoes think i’ll pay their sh-t
but i keep it real and pay my n-gg- sh-t
i say f-ck a hoe and make these hoes back up
i keep it real and f-ck with n-gg-s who’ll act up
and kick in yo’ front door, yo’ hoe told my n-gg- where your dope
now you stuck out like a hoe
and my n-gg-s, done hit a lick from yo’ b-tch
and all you hoes mad cause we done hit yo’ sh-t
[chorus 2x and talk til end]
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