D.R.A.M. - Broccoli Lyrics
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Broccoli
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What Are The Lyrics For Broccoli By D.R.A.M.?
Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on
I'm beyond all that f*ck shit, hey Hey lil' mama would you like to be my sunshine? Nigga touch my gang we gon' turn this shit to Columbine Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3 30,000 dollars for a nigga to get flee I just hit Rodéo and I spent like 10 Gs I just did a show and spent the check on my mama When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas And I keep like 10 phones, damn I'm really never home All these niggas clones tryna copy what I'm on Nigga get your own, tryna pick a nigga bone Weight tip the scale, boy I had a good day Metro PCS trappin' boy I'm making plays 50 shades of grey, beat that pussy like Hulk Hogan I know you know my slogan, if I ain't 'bout guap I'm gone Niggas hatin' 'cause I'm chosen from the concrete I had rose Shawty starin' at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze Put that dick up in her pussy bet she feel it in her toes I'm a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows I'm a real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows Real young nigga from the 6 throwing bows In the middle of the party bitch get off me In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli Ya I know your baby mama fond of me All she want to do is smoke that broccoli Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me Said that I can get that pussy easily Said that I can hit that shit so greasily I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on I'm beyond all that f*ck shit Ain't no tellin' what I'm finna be on Said I'm beyond all that f*ck shit I got companies and Pesos I got people on my payroll She don't do it 'less I say so I don't smoke if it ain't fuego I just sauce 'em up like Prego Fettuchini with Alfredo All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega I was 5 or 6 years old when I had told myself ok you're special But I treat you like my equal never lesser I was 26 years old when we had dropped this one amazing record Had the world stepping That's what I call epic Couple summers later I got paper I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel With the capers on a square plate At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass Rapper face, dread headed Golden diamond teeth wearing They just mad 'cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty With a Spanish Barbie word to my mami In the middle of the party bitch get off me In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli Ya I know your baby mama fond of me All she want to do is smoke that broccoli Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me (She wanna f*ck) Said that I can get that pussy easily (I'm gonna f*ck) Said I can hit that shit so greasily I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily |
Who Wrote Broccoli By D.R.A.M.?
Julian Gramma, Karl Rubin Brutus, Miles Mccollum, Roget Chahayed, Shelley Massenburg-smith
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What's The Duration Of The Broccoli By D.R.A.M.?The duration of Broccoli is 2:35 minutes and seconds. |
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