Broken (Jam)
Down bad on my dick i was feeling like a loner
When that za it hit my lungs you can smell my lil aroma
The way she give me good top yea it put me in a coma
I was thuggin the 6 then took trip to arizona
And im like aye aye aye
Yea lil jiggy he gone spray spray
Yea that nigga he blowing shit broad day aye
Hold up hold up
And im like long live ak
Told my bitch all i need is a strap and ima make it work
Put the box up on the glizzy swear to god that bitch gone make it twerk
Put my heart and put my soul up in this shit i swear on every verse
I got broken tatted on my face for all my niggas in the dirt
Aye baby Now let me come and tell you something
Pop a yerky in that pussy yea you bet not do no running
Pop a x im goin crazy aye im feeling like a zombie
I swear life is like a jungle play the shit just like Jumanji
Im on demon time im in the game im ready for to slide
You can see my fucking brother when you look up in my eyes
Always paronoid yea lil jiggy gotta keep his fye
Swear to god lil baby if you love bet not tell no lies
Mr eat it up eat the beat up like dinner plates
Yea these nigga aint on shit yea they eating entrées
Slam dunk up in that pussy mane i feel like andre
She said i want fuck wit you cause you be bout that gun play
And im like throw that ass back
Hold on aye and im like thro that
hold on aye aye and make that choppa go blrddddat
Come ride wit 4ep having big smoke
aye aye aye murder yea she wrote
aye
ugh
murder yea she wrote
When that za it hit my lungs you can smell my lil aroma
The way she give me good top yea it put me in a coma
I was thuggin the 6 then took trip to arizona
And im like aye aye aye
Yea lil jiggy he gone spray spray
Yea that nigga he blowing shit broad day aye
Hold up hold up
And im like long live ak
Told my bitch all i need is a strap and ima make it work
Put the box up on the glizzy swear to god that bitch gone make it twerk
Put my heart and put my soul up in this shit i swear on every verse
I got broken tatted on my face for all my niggas in the dirt
Aye baby Now let me come and tell you something
Pop a yerky in that pussy yea you bet not do no running
Pop a x im goin crazy aye im feeling like a zombie
I swear life is like a jungle play the shit just like Jumanji
Im on demon time im in the game im ready for to slide
You can see my fucking brother when you look up in my eyes
Always paronoid yea lil jiggy gotta keep his fye
Swear to god lil baby if you love bet not tell no lies
Mr eat it up eat the beat up like dinner plates
Yea these nigga aint on shit yea they eating entrées
Slam dunk up in that pussy mane i feel like andre
She said i want fuck wit you cause you be bout that gun play
And im like throw that ass back
Hold on aye and im like thro that
hold on aye aye and make that choppa go blrddddat
Come ride wit 4ep having big smoke
aye aye aye murder yea she wrote
aye
ugh
murder yea she wrote
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Writer(s): Jermarcus Naylor
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