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stafford cypher - best bother lyrics

[verse 1: best bother]

uh oh now best bothers back i’ll be quick to strike just like a heart attack
now i’m riding on horseback on my dirt track. huh
now i got em confused like they had a flashback or every time they listen to donald’s soundtracks
now there going crazy saying quack quake quack just like donald’s hairline there going back back back
yeah now i’m now the attack have them shaking and scared like a panic attack now i have them dropping back like a quarterback
yo had to stop the cypher i gotta pee right quick ( best bother starts to pee) woo had to let that go right quick ( best bother stops peeing
now i’m back bringing fire like a pyrotechnician i need a break call that intermission they can’t stop i’m making calculations like a mathematician
yeah im that and then some because they i bring the heat just like lil bread crumb

[verse 2: lil bread crumb]

alright its your boy lil bread crumb bout to go off real quick here we go
eeeeeeeaaaaaaeeeeuuuaaaaeeee
aaaaaahhhheeeeeeewwwaaaaakkkkkkuuuueeaaaaaaa
eeeeeeeeyaaaaaaaaa
eeeeeeeeyyyaayaaayaaeeeeeeya
eeerrrryyaaaya

[verse 3: swag master]

yeah yeah yeah yeah what yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
pen pu pu pu pu pu pu p*n*s yuh yeah yeah
yuh yuh yuh yuh yuh puh puh puh p*n*s yeah yeah yeah yeah yuh aye aye yuh yeah yuh yeah yuh yeah yuh yeah yuh yeah yuh yeah aye
yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah puh yeah puh puh yeah puh puh puh puh puh p*n*s yuhhhhhhhh
puh puh puh puh puh puh p*n*s
yeah puh puh puh puh p*n*s yeah yeah aaa yeah yeah
yeah mmmmmm yeah yeah yeah
[verse 4: tea glizzy]

she blow up my phone she hit up my line she give my some head i breakdown her spot i’m selling some gas but no they not dimes you run up on me i up it two times
you n*ggas be b*tches not feeling they rhymes in the stu (studio) so you know that i grind
if it ain’t about cheddar don’t say you got time i just made money they know imma hustle
just like a car crash just buckle your seat he talk from his mouth till that n*gga got beat
i’m up on the radio playing repeat she loving lil tae she gagging on me
she love when i hit it i hit her a treat i’m done with this song now follow a g
you run up on me put him in a sheet he thinking i’m playing i’m balling a 3
i love doing music i swear its for free can’t wait till i’m famous for my team to eat
i’m getting that money yeah i sip like a tea you run up on me i up it to three
i stay chasing checks and you know i’m about cheddar run up on me b*tch i’m changing the weather
they be but it’s cold like a sweater up that b*tch and i promise he sweating
[verse 5: kj]

these n*ggas wanna be me cuz they don’t see my flow i’m a solo player but i don’t play with b*tts
they tried to hit me up but they ain’t call my phone
yall can go with your hoes i don’t give a f*ck they always want to win cuz they think they gs
but they ain’t f*cking gs they just want to be lit they don’t know
they don’t know that i’m f*cking lit little homie i don’t rob with your stupid sh*t
mama always told to be careful around theres a lot of people that they only do this cap
cuz when they see you down they don’t push you back they’ll leave you right there cuz they think your dumb
but you ain’t dumb you always will come on you got show us cuz you have that
and those n*ggas with never get that i just want you to know that your mama love you
take a picture of me cuz i ain’t coming back if the n*gga want beef i ain’t coming back if the n*gga call me shift i ain’t coming back
[verse 6: 6ix9ine]

i ain’t playing with no wannabe tough n*gga
i ain’t playing with no wannabe thug n*gga
in the hood you a rat, you a dub n*gga (f*ck n*gga)
i stay with the bl!cky, glttt*pow, are you dumb n*gga?
if a n*gga try and front me, let him do, let him do
standing right in your face, n*gga do what you do
big homie look at me, like shoot, i’m like “who?”
i got the big*mac, kick*back, blow your whole sh*t back
b*tch move
when i walk up in the room, b*tch move
who was talkin’ jockin’ this sh*t, like boom
bet he want static ’til they see me, like move
but there he go right there bo*bo*boom

[verse 7: fat africa]

oh my gosh rob why were you born when girls see your face they want to sore oh i can see that head in a field of corn oh oh my gosh rob why were you born when girls see your face they want to sore oh i can see that head in a field of corn oh okay so uh oh my gosh rob why were you born when girls see your face they want to sore oh i can see that head in a field of corn oh

[verse 8: kkk]

i’ll f*ck your girl and nut in her too might f*ck around and put my d*ck in you trying to talk all that smack but what you gonna do when i go on your car and go on the hood and take a poo told you to back up before i go stuipid little kid go ahead and tie up that noose i’ll smack you with my d*ck and its gonna hurt and imma see your mom and make your mamma squirt, ar’s in the trunk wanna talk you get shot when im done there gonna be blood on your nose like snot imma let my stilck eat shoot you nonstop like my gun on repeat. to many hoes on my phone don’t get uptight n*gga watch your tone keep looking at me fool and imma shoot you in yo dome say something smart and imma run up in your home k!lled your family now your all alone b*tch ass n*gga

[verse 9: s master 69]
yeah its s master keep all the s master blaster i be pumping thottys with the motherf*cking shotty i was chilling in my hidden village until robbie the spedometer had me acting like a villain yeah i shot back with the comebacks so fire i had the sl*t back running out with the thermometer i’m the master who only matters i fight with force so call me jedi master my flames are so heat so i just beat me beat if you’re mad that’s my bad i’ll just pull out my slaves can’t get out because they know i been out slavemaster is a master with his clout and without a soundcloud

[verse 10: lil sauce]
yup yup yup yup yup
yup yeah i got bands yeah diamonds like yeah oh oh yeah yeah b*tch you ugly and broke stop calling my phone yeah stop calling my phone yeah b*tch i got h*lla bands like yeah oh yeah b*tch i got h*lla bands like yeah oh yeah i got bands yeah i got bands yeah i got bands yeah i got bands yeah i got bands yeah i got bands yeah diamonds like yeah oh oh b*tch you ugly and broke stop calling my phone yeah yeah i got bands yeah yeah diamonds like yeah oh yeah yeah yeah oh oh oh b*tch you ugly and broke stop calling my phone yeah yeah b*tch i got h*lla bands like yeah oh yeah designer like woah designer like woah designer like woah designer like woah designer like woah designer like woah designer like woah oh huh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah oh huh

[verse 11: daniel dud]

king dud shot you in the chest oh yeah you look like a chicken breast oh go back to your chicken nest oh yeah king dud the very best oh put you to rest oh yeah im the king i know the answer like ding ding ding girls make my phone ring yeah i got digits i got b*tches if you don’t play caft you can’t get the shaft yeah fortnite all night everyday oh oh oh yeah yeah yeah shout out ape clan yeah get them bands yeah call me dud, king dud out!

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