Mi Hermano

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Rich Homie Quan - Rap, Atlanta Rap

Mi Hermano

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[Intro] (Leor, light it up) [Chorus] Booked a flight to L.A., but I had jet lag when I landed, had to get a pint of purple Hundred thousand in these tight jeans, I ain't talkin' ice cream when I say I'm geeked on sherbet And I'm not tryna hit a lil' cheddar knowin' family matter, that's why I stay fresher than Urkel And you know I couldn't tell him no lie when I looked him in his eyes 'cause I know it's gon' hurt my brother I know it's gon' hurt my brother and I ain't tryna hurt my brother What I'm gon' tell him, mama, if somethin' happen to my brother? Hey, me and you are stuck like glue, we got it out the mud together It ain't nothin' I wouldn't do for you, boy, I swear you know I love my brother [Verse] We was runnin' 'round that 'jects and you had my back like you know I had that strap High school, I was mad as fuck when that baseball team jumped you, I was tryna get back It was you and Dre versus the whole damn team, speakin' of baseball, I pulled up with the bat By the time I got there, them boys was long gone, it's a switch, boy, but they ass should've played track It's gon' be up if you disrespect my brother If I got it, he got it, that's 'cause I love him I got two nieces I love, they from my brothers I'll go to jail for them and about my daughter I'll pay the bail for them if they get in trouble Told bro keep dreamin', nothin' gon' stop them We done came a long way, now we got options Used to have nothin', now a nigga poppin' Everybody got a brother from another mother, blood don't always make you closer That's your brother if you ever slept at his mama house on the floor or slept on the sofa Get money, we ain't never goin' broke, boy, I ain't even tryna fight with you You ain't even gotta ask 'cause you already know when lil' bro there on a motherfuckin' slide with him [Chorus] Booked a flight to L.A., but I had jet lag when I landed, had to get a pint of purple (Hey, hey, hey) Hundred thousand in these tight jeans, I ain't talkin' ice cream when I say I'm geeked on sherbet (Ooh, ooh, ooh) And I'm not tryna hit a lil' cheddar knowin' family matter, that's why I stay fresher than Urkel (Ayy, ayy-yeah, ayy) And you know I couldn't tell him no lie when I looked him in his eyes 'cause I know it's gon' hurt my brother (No, no, no, ayy) I know it's gon' hurt my brother and I ain't tryna hurt my brother What I'm gon' tell him, mama, if somethin' happen to my brother? Hey, me and you are stuck like glue, we got it out the mud together It ain't nothin' I wouldn't do for you, boy, I swear you know I love my brother

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Credits

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  • Rich Homie Quan
  • Jay Card
  • Daniel Matthew
  • Leor Shevah