Bobby Brown - Intellectual

[Intro: Rx Papi & DJ Holiday]

(Oh, 5StarChrome)

(Topside)

(H-H-H-Holiday season)

(To all my real niggas out there)

(All my niggas locked down)

(Free my nigga SkuWop)

(Yo Papi tell these nigga where you from)

It’s the dawg

They wanna know how I grew up in this shit

They ask me how I grew up in this shit I don’t know (Matter fact tell these niggas how you came up in this shit) (Holiday Season)

(Holiday Season, nigga)

(Yeah)

All I know it’s corrupted as shit it’s cool

That lil’ nigga smart as a bitch ain’t go to school

Late night he got the rod on his hip he ain’t no fool

Went to big brody for one and he give him two

He throwing rocks inside the water it look like he making stew

He spin it back a little this and that it lock up like it’s glue

Gave auntie a piece of crust from the yuck she bust a move

My lil’ bitch pull up rocking Rick Owen’s no Jimmy Choo’s

How the fuck you mad at me nigga and yo bitch the one choosing

My mama tryna talk me out the streets like I’m confused

Feel like Drake from the six had to show her ass the views

Came in poppin’ shit I ain’t got shit to prove

I’ll go right in a nigga mint lil’ nigga I’m like Stu

Lil’ Brody want a slit shit I might do it

Talking about that dog bitch this Vick might [?]

I bust down a slab then I get right to it

Nigga shit going fast I took a flight to it

Seen the barrel then a flash brody put it right to him

Been tryna tuck him in the bed finally said goodnight to him

They got brody in the feds fucking ‘round out a knife through you

That nigga came with straight bread bitch I shipped it right to him

Fay told me since I was young future look bright for you

Mama say I’m kinda dumb I owe my whole life to you

‘Fore I made a rap song was selling real white to ‘em

On the corner with a bomb pull up I get right with you

Get in the field ‘bout my money bitch you got the right nigga

How the fuck you gon’ say I’m racist ion’ even like niggas

Same way ion’ trust them niggas ion’ trust white people

Make a mess clean this shit in thirty minutes I know the right people

Talking tough with yo’ chest ion’ fight and bro don’t fight neither

Niggas a shoot the fuck yo’ dumb ass before you take off that white beater

Holiday

(We working, you’re watching)