Imma name this whole song braggadocious
F*ck yo grammer i does the mostest
Nigga have a seat like I'm the hostess
Bitches all on me like symbiosis
Heard i spit shit like halitosis
We don't do tea, champagne mimosa
Im above bar like head and shoulders
You can't raise the bar like rollercoaster
My hoes got bottoms i am the coaster
Always say yes Marsha ambrosia
If not Can a Duh like Nova Scotia
My bread quadruple this jams the toaster
I am the plug my mans a toast ya
This is Hip Hop i am the culture
Can't stand a vulture
This cosa nostra
Don't wanna seem them goons when they approach ya
Posterized if you encroach the guys
We ain't all Gucci that's no surprise
Bunch of black faces with no disguise
Whenever we aim its shoulder high
Better off saying all of yo goodbyes
Doctor and the reverend like close your eyes
Meanwhile im on a plane lets go Dubai
Get the wifi text he gone we high
Who been killing this game
I DO
High speed cutting thru lane
I DO
Make hits like drugs to the brain
I DO
10 yrs I've been married to the game
I Do
Neva say ain't shit changed
I Do
Everyday raise IQ
I DO
Always gone ride for my Gang
I DO
Keep it real homie what you niggas can't
I DO
Doo doo on you yup
Shit on the crew too
Mad cuz I wrap to ya bitch like a tutu
Life is a picnic I be with your boo boo
This ain't no mystical magic no voodoo
Don't let the glitz and the glamour confuse you
Fake niggas drain all ya charge and won't boost you
Soon as you down your people gone duece you
That's when depression and devils seduce you
Do what you can't
If i fail, then I learn
Feels like a burn
But a muscle I earn
Carve through the stone
I make it my own
Mumbling rappers Sylvester Stallone
F*ck up the game
My nigga we on
Tequila's
The question one shot of patron
Or that Smith & Wesson one shot and you gone
Hit with that blower can't weather the storm
Who been killing this game
I DO
High speed cutting thru lane
I DO
Make hits like drugs to the brain
I DO
10 yrs I've been married to the game
I Do
Neva say ain't shit changed
I Do
Everyday raise IQ
I DO
Always gone ride for my Gang
I DO
Keep it real homie what you niggas can'e
I DO
Ya smoking to much mid must've f*cked around and got amnesia or something
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E.Hollywood - Braggadocious Lyrics
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Imma name this whole song braggadocious
F*ck yo grammer i does the mostest
Nigga have a seat like I'm the hostess
Bitches all on me like symbiosis
Heard i spit shit like halitosis
We don't do tea, champagne mimosa
Im above bar like head and shoulders
You can't raise the bar like rollercoaster
My hoes got bottoms i am the coaster
Always say yes Marsha ambrosia
If not Can a Duh like Nova Scotia
My bread quadruple this jams the toaster
I am the plug my mans a toast ya
This is Hip Hop i am the culture
Can't stand a vulture
This cosa nostra
Don't wanna seem them goons when they approach ya
Posterized if you encroach the guys
We ain't all Gucci that's no surprise
Bunch of black faces with no disguise
Whenever we aim its shoulder high
Better off saying all of yo goodbyes
Doctor and the reverend like close your eyes
Meanwhile im on a plane lets go Dubai
Get the wifi text he gone we high
Who been killing this game
I DO
High speed cutting thru lane
I DO
Make hits like drugs to the brain
I DO
10 yrs I've been married to the game
I Do
Neva say ain't shit changed
I Do
Everyday raise IQ
I DO
Always gone ride for my Gang
I DO
Keep it real homie what you niggas can't
I DO
Doo doo on you yup
Shit on the crew too
Mad cuz I wrap to ya bitch like a tutu
Life is a picnic I be with your boo boo
This ain't no mystical magic no voodoo
Don't let the glitz and the glamour confuse you
Fake niggas drain all ya charge and won't boost you
Soon as you down your people gone duece you
That's when depression and devils seduce you
Do what you can't
If i fail, then I learn
Feels like a burn
But a muscle I earn
Carve through the stone
I make it my own
Mumbling rappers Sylvester Stallone
F*ck up the game
My nigga we on
Tequila's
The question one shot of patron
Or that Smith & Wesson one shot and you gone
Hit with that blower can't weather the storm
Who been killing this game
I DO
High speed cutting thru lane
I DO
Make hits like drugs to the brain
I DO
10 yrs I've been married to the game
I Do
Neva say ain't shit changed
I Do
Everyday raise IQ
I DO
Always gone ride for my Gang
I DO
Keep it real homie what you niggas can'e
I DO
Ya smoking to much mid must've f*cked around and got amnesia or something
F*ck yo grammer i does the mostest
Nigga have a seat like I'm the hostess
Bitches all on me like symbiosis
Heard i spit shit like halitosis
We don't do tea, champagne mimosa
Im above bar like head and shoulders
You can't raise the bar like rollercoaster
My hoes got bottoms i am the coaster
Always say yes Marsha ambrosia
If not Can a Duh like Nova Scotia
My bread quadruple this jams the toaster
I am the plug my mans a toast ya
This is Hip Hop i am the culture
Can't stand a vulture
This cosa nostra
Don't wanna seem them goons when they approach ya
Posterized if you encroach the guys
We ain't all Gucci that's no surprise
Bunch of black faces with no disguise
Whenever we aim its shoulder high
Better off saying all of yo goodbyes
Doctor and the reverend like close your eyes
Meanwhile im on a plane lets go Dubai
Get the wifi text he gone we high
Who been killing this game
I DO
High speed cutting thru lane
I DO
Make hits like drugs to the brain
I DO
10 yrs I've been married to the game
I Do
Neva say ain't shit changed
I Do
Everyday raise IQ
I DO
Always gone ride for my Gang
I DO
Keep it real homie what you niggas can't
I DO
Doo doo on you yup
Shit on the crew too
Mad cuz I wrap to ya bitch like a tutu
Life is a picnic I be with your boo boo
This ain't no mystical magic no voodoo
Don't let the glitz and the glamour confuse you
Fake niggas drain all ya charge and won't boost you
Soon as you down your people gone duece you
That's when depression and devils seduce you
Do what you can't
If i fail, then I learn
Feels like a burn
But a muscle I earn
Carve through the stone
I make it my own
Mumbling rappers Sylvester Stallone
F*ck up the game
My nigga we on
Tequila's
The question one shot of patron
Or that Smith & Wesson one shot and you gone
Hit with that blower can't weather the storm
Who been killing this game
I DO
High speed cutting thru lane
I DO
Make hits like drugs to the brain
I DO
10 yrs I've been married to the game
I Do
Neva say ain't shit changed
I Do
Everyday raise IQ
I DO
Always gone ride for my Gang
I DO
Keep it real homie what you niggas can'e
I DO
Ya smoking to much mid must've f*cked around and got amnesia or something
Writer: Eric Hopkins
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid