Lul Foureign - Brotha Brotha

I was riding in that semi
From the piggies
In a jag
Prada, Broadway
NYC, but I ain't even gotta go flex no tag
Alphabet
When I say XYZ, that FN in that bag
You want s-m-o-k-e
L-m-a-o you gone be dead
Oh that's my blooda, my blooda
Yeah that's my brotha, my brotha
Hit the buzzer the buzzer
Cause we finna score another
If that's yo mother, yo mother
Then that's my mudda, my mudda
Lift up my brother he hover
That nigga touching the thunder
Now where the lightning?
All that talk for you to just be frightened
Brand new London girl named Melanie
And she be spicing
I just bought some brand new 223's
Rip through a bison
Excuse me, I said who want smoke with me?
Let's get exciting
Yeah yeah yeah, woah woah
You need to slow down
Po-po, yo bro bro it's finna go down
They probably gone chase us through the whole town
If we got problems, grab that poker
And it's a showdown
Oh that's my blooda, my blooda
Yeah that's my brotha, my brotha
Hit the buzzer the buzzer
Cause we finna score another
If that's yo mother, yo mother
Then that's my mudda, my mudda
Lift up my brother he hover
That nigga touching the thunder
I was riding in that semi
From the piggies
In a jag
Prada, Broadway
NYC, but I ain't even gotta go flex no tag
Alphabet
When I say XYZ, that FN in that bag
You want s-m-o-k-e
L-m-a-o you gone be dead
Oh that's my blooda, my blooda
Yeah that's my brotha, my brotha
Hit the buzzer the buzzer
Cause we finna score another
If that's yo mother, yo mother
Then that's my mudda, my mudda
Lift up my brother he hover
That nigga touching the thunder

Written by:
Khiry Yameini-Thomas

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