Broccoli

By LUDAKRIS

Released on December 18, 2016

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[verse 1]

I got broads in Atlanta

Twistin dope lean and the Fanta

Credit cards and the scammers

Hittin off licks in the bando

Black x6 phantom

White x6 looks like a panda

Going out like I'm Montana

Hundred killas hundred hammers


[verse 2]

Timmy Timmy Timmy

He been wishin for a burner

To kill everybody walkin

He know that his soul in the furnace

Timmy timmy timmy

He been wishin for a burner

To kill everybody walkin

He know that his soul in the furnace

Timmy timmy timmy

He been wishin for a burner

To kill everybody walkin

He know that his soul in the furnace


[verse 3]

Wake up in the morning and I dab

Had to pull up on the block

Cuz today I get to whip

And you know I top drop

And my car's name is nae-nae

Had to hit the Quran cuz today is a good day


[verse 4]

Rest in power

It's all about power

Squeeze two lemons together

And all you have is sour

Diesel niggas will smoke yo ass they have the juice

Ridin around in an all black coupe

A couple of pigeons ready to shoot


[verse 5]

Who the fuck picked this sorry ass beat

I'm from the ugly corner them sour ass streets

I'm the one who let yo sorry ass eat

Damn I didn't have to let yo sorry ass eat

I'm from the hood I take niggas down

Take my money you'll be sorry now

Running so fucking slow like a cow