Problem - Broke Down the Weed 3 текст песни

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Broke down the weed, then I roll up Ex bitch messin' said she shouldn’t chose up Cause she call me fucking baby then I said I wouldn’t fuck it But I’m payin' all the bills shawty you can’t tell me nothin'
I’mma get money nigga that’s the only way to be Fuck twelve but twelves’s the only way I Boy I pay the deuce so I’m all
I collect stash house shoot the rest and then collect
And I broke down the weed, then I rolled up
() I’m like brodie hold up I don’t even know you though
Why you askin' me that question
I can tell it bout your precense
back the fuck up You make one wrong move you gettin' smack fuck up so he ballin' and he mad the fuck up Got the Oscar for a pass, just trynna act the fuck up So I broke down the weed, then I roll up Baby wanna buss it open, I just put the pole up The she knows she with so paid nigga so she hold up Not knowing that her boyfriend 'bout to roll up So I broke down the weed, then I rolled up Her man hit the room, told a nigga hold up Girlfriend trynna
I know the pussy good but you gotta calm down tho
Lookin' like Rambo, what a bad exemple
Over this tramp, call me I’m lit like a lamp
Diamond Lane most beat no Whaat! Did it on our own no step on Grew our own tree, y’all hangin' on branches
She fly on the grind, but she givin' up like Santa
(Pussy ain’t good, wait stop)
Problem motherfuckers he ain’t got no answer
Go again sativa, smoke until we get cancer
Stack the money high, it can’t never fall’d up The I broke down the weed then I rolled up Whaat!