Broward Coward

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[Intro] Femto Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah yeah, yeah [Chorus] I got niggas on the red team, bitch, they wild out I got hoes on the black team, wild out Let Keyomi scratch me like Bow Wow And my whole verse freestyled like wildstyle I'll go wild in that Vette like, yeah I'll go wild in that bitch like, yeah I'll go wild in that Porsche like, yeah I'll go wild in that Benz like, yeah [Verse] From my first word, made her squirt Hurt, jerk, twirl, twerk Questions later, shoot first Brand make her cursed, cursed Aunt Jemima, syrup, syrup Day walker got thirst, thirst Night walker, Kurt, Kurt 7/11, slurp slurp I'm burning the C-notes, put lean in the grino She tug at my Calvins, so she call me Nino (Rich Gang) A-B-C-D-E-F, stick to the G-code And it's A-E-I-O, you know you owe me, hoe Not wrapping my coins, said she not no dime piece So I'm a big dawg, so she stroke on my ego Forty-Seven meters down, learn how to deep throat Dick gon' spit, like Smack DVD, hoe Feel like Kells before the charge [?] shoot me, they call me sarge In your city touchdown like Favre I got a yellow bitch like Marge (OJ, OJ. OJ, OJ) No Simpson, no Simpson (Yuh) No Simpson, no Simpson (Yuh, yuh) No government No government No government No government Just left the trap, I went straight to [?] I am an Alien, where is my mothership? Planned Parenthood, bitch, you know who your zaddy is I can see behind movies, she mad I'm an analyst And I got ones that Spanish, that native, indigenous [?] Gave me that don, don, don, don, Omarion Lining them up with the drum, Nick Cannon, bitch [Chorus] I got niggas on the red team, bitch, they wild out I got hoes on the black team, wild out Let Keyomi scratch me like Bow Wow And my whole verse freestyled like wildstyle I'll go wild in that Vette like, yeah I'll go wild in that bitch like, yeah I'll go wild in that Porsche like, yeah I'll go wild in that Benz like, yeah [Outro] Nigga, you's a Broward County coward (Yuh, yuh, rawr, rawr) Lil' nigga, you's a Broward County coward (Yuh, yuh, yuh) If you ain't get my co-sign, you never mattered (Bitch, uh, bitch) And I'm top dog, bitch, I'm high powered (FEMTO!) White hoe, she sniffing powder, clean powder, clean powder Power, I'm high powered, high powered I get ghost, high powered, high powered Let's make a toast if you real Broward, real Broward, bitch (Yuh)
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Credits
- Writers
- Robb Bank$