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broccoli - yøung flø lyrics

(hook)
ain’t no tellin what i’m finna be on
i’m beyond all that f-ck sh-t

hey lil mama don’t you know that this the remix
tell them other n-gg-s they can’t get the sh-t my team get
i dropped 2 ep’s and they can’t do the sh-t that he did
i remember when i dropped a new track every weekend
now i’m comin up and i done seen a lot of things
bout to hit toronto chillin wit a model ting
i just got promoted bout to by my b-tch a ring
then i drop a couple hundred on my mother f-ckin team

its new generation shout out ntrl and k-money
mama told me eat my veggies so i’m blowin on that broccoli
i got b-tches in my celly that just wanna blow my money
but i p-ss em to the team and tell these hoes to blow my buddies

n-gg-s in the chi that put the burner to yo tummy
for you jokin -ss n-gg-s – ain’t a d-mn thing funny

i be ballin in my city – man they love me and they hate me
cuz i’m workin on my vision while these n-gg-s so lazy

(bridge)
in the middle of the party b-tch get off me
in the cut i’m rolling up that 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 p-ssy easily
said that i can hit that sh-t so greasily
i’m a dirty dog i did it sleazily

(hook)
ain’t no tellin what i’m finna be on
i’m beyond all that f-ck sh-t
(x2)

i got b-tches in chicago
i got models in toronto
from new york to california
i got hoes wherever i go

shout out to my n-gg- ntrl
he just hit me on my iphone
told me that he got a new track
that he need someone to hop on

i got b-tches in my texts
that only hit me up when i’m home
but i can’t give em that d
unless i’m certain that my mom gone

they like flo don’t do that remix
because once i do its my song
and i treat it like its my own

but i’m sittin thinkin
if i had a dollar everytime i told my b-tches
it was nothin more than s-x
i’m only here because of business
and i’m leavin in the mornin f-ck yo love
and f-ck yo feelins

d-ck so bomb she feelin holy
she repentin
beat that p-ssy in the kitchen
with the windows open
can i get a witness

got her t-tties on the counter
breasteses next to my dishes
she say “daddy did you get it”
i say “hold on i ain’t finish”
then she get down on her knees
and swallowed all my f-ckin children

(hook)
in the middle of the party b-tch 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 p-ssy easily
said that i can hit that sh-t so greasily
i’m a dirty dog i did it sleazily

(hook)
ain’t no tellin what i’m finna be on
i’m beyond all that f-ck sh-t

- young flo lyrics

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