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bruisin' weight [freestyle] - bruiser wolf lyrics

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she 40, her son 22
my dope kid*tested, mother approved
sitting on paper like a number 2 in a public bathroom
she got a pretty face, she a head*doctor, i’m a nutcase

i’m from the school of hard knocks
yearbook photos be mugshots
cut up with the streets, we hug blocks
witches in the kitchen stirring up the pot [hey]

but when you lose your man, that’s a tough process
we slide to spin like a dance contest
it’s bruiser wolf, no different version
i was a juvenile making cash money with the birdman

the streets calling, it’s hard to block a number in fact
i know by heart i can always call back
every drop the cops crashing
so we do fake handoffs, that’s play action

i don’t buy stories to chomp on, that’s hogwash
i’m in the field flipping quarters like a ref on the coin toss
if the disrespect is blatant, the retaliation is haitian
the hoes i’m out with, you can’t out with

they see through everything like their outfits
i got two plugs on white, i’m an outlet
this for the ladies having babies
and surgery to bounce back
i drop crack like the police is on my ass
i make money like the person who invented cash
your ribs touching, i’m eating slabs
your team starving, on your behalf

my theory is murphy law, when [?] raw, never do it again, and you did it before

i had dreams of you in a cherry thong
so thick it’s like you’re standing wrong
you’re the best thing since camera phones
i’m thirsty like i ran a marathon, those dimples, those lips too

sh*t you make them hips do
the way you look in swimsuits
make me wanna cut ginsu

you blessed girl, that’s obvious
make it clap like an audience
they go back and forth like argument
when that tongue drop, you ain’t hard to spot

and that ass stick out, it stick out in the crowd like a mascot
how you like it, rough or romantic
laying down or standing
we can do it all night in the hamptons, f*cking the sheets up like a klansman
f*ck what they say
if i was 3000, i would’ve named my album ‘beats by dre’
you’re at liberty to do so, if you can find a loophole
sh*t, i was trapping out of a group home

i’m the largest city in your mindstate
not to justify ’em, but why try ’em
because dog take bricks and modify em?
these rhymes, these rhymes is all i have

sit an andrew barber chair
sh*t, and he lined me up a bag
uh, meeting with jefe where the jets play
then i’m back home, sitting close enough to checkade

my wife beautiful, looking cuter than usual
my record don’t have a blemish
nina i let go, i got problems with commitment
bullets eject, these texts (techs) don’t get rescinded, your flesh at best

gone need some stitching
but what they need to know, huh
you had to be rich to get the hoes
i got when i was broke

if you take a plea don’t tell on me
try and see heat, like infidelity
that ain’t the price, dog, it’s rules
and you don’t know the bylaws
i fathered you, whether it’s step, god or biological, [ah]
been getting my compliments for months
people gave me my flowers
and i put em in a blunt

you wrote letters for trevor
and the judge still gave him forever
two b*tches in my bed, that’s a twelve*piece
breast, thighs and legs, i’m well fed

yoga pants, no panties on
all you see is camel toe [uh]
it’s long faces, because my paper elongated
and y’all hate it

upper echelon, fine wine, top of the line
restaurants, i’m bout to take flight
parasites scared of heights, they think i’mma leave ’em
trying to convince me that i need ’em

i told a blogger i ran rock like doug walker
i gave dimensions, you can picture how her frame is
we got acquainted, her body banging, on some gang sh*t
asked we doing, her body language explained it in laymens

oh dear lord, oh god
sound like i’m praying, when i’m getting bl*wj*bs

bruiser

- bruiser wolf lyrics

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