uc brigante - long live the king lyrics
[chorus]
i need a bad b-tch pr-nto
kick her out the front door
my bruddas pushing weight
and they ain’t never pulled a muscle
it’s uc, head honcho
you think you know you dunno
gave her to the broski let him hit it in the condo
moving block to block yeah, you know i got it locked yeah
on laylatelqadr all i prayed was free the akhs yeah
long live the king b-tch death to all the opps
i ain’t gotta be the shooter i’m the one that calls the shots
[verse]
pull up to the spot just my friend and me
tell me baby girl why you dming me
unless you tryna do something, suck something
threesome, foursome
b-tch your grandmama knows i’m awesome
unless it’s bout the money or punani i don’t wanna hear it
tell the cops i wasn’t there but i was there in spirit
i’m the one pulling the strings you got no idea
turn my b-tch to a niqabi, let n0body see her
she said she’s never done this before yeah yeah
hope she don’t see my eyes roll yeah yeah
she a lil hoe she a pro yeah yeah
i get what i want then i’m gone yeah
[chorus]
bad b-tch pr-nto
kick her out the front door
my bruddas pushing weight
and they ain’t never pulled a muscle
it’s uc, head honcho
you think you know you dunno
gave her to the broski let him hit it in the condo
moving block to block yeah, you know i got it locked yeah
on laylatelqadr all i prayed was free the akhs yeah
long live the king b-tch death to all the opps
i ain’t gotta be the shooter i’m the one that calls the shots
[verse]
in my mind couldn’t find a place to rest
until i put the montika all across my chest
then i put it on my back then i put on for my hood
then i put em on the map
from the s y d
come and get like me
ya’ll talk too much, say less my g
ya’ll say you make songs that’s great my brotha
but look here lets get this straight my brotha
you ain’t no uc brigante my brother
secretly, i think my friends are my enemies
i’mma die a legend appreciate the memories
last words to my homies and my enemies
long live the king, king of the melodies
[chorus]
bad b-tch pr-nto
kick her out the front door
my bruddas pushing weight
and they ain’t never pulled a muscle
it’s uc, head honcho
you think you know you dunno
gave her to the broski let him hit it in the condo
moving block to block yeah, you know i got it locked yeah
on laylatelqadr all i prayed was free the akhs yeah
long live the king b-tch death to all the opps
i ain’t gotta be the shooter i’m the one that calls the shots
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