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Audio Push Bro Code (The Motto Freestyle) Lyrics

Last updated: 05/29/2012 11:00:00 AM

Better than you rappers,

It ain't click huh?
You still hate me baby
And you can't quit huh?
I'm a go & body this,
It's what I do.
B.O.Dubb all day,
And night time to
I handle B.I., B.I.
Get the business,
Baby make the call
And if you're talking too much here,
Then we gon take it off.
I tell em if I pull it out,
You gotta take it all
I do it like this,
Cause I ain't finna play with y'all.
Back it up and then dump it,
I'm a pick it up then stick it.
If you drop it down and spread it,
I'm a take it down and lick it.
After that, be quiet,
Don't Twitter-talk, no mentions.
You ask me what I'm doing?
Riding around and I'm gettin it, Uh
That's how you feel, Oktane that's how you feel?
I tell the girl yes and then I jump behind the wheel
So enjoy it, Love it uh
Just know that we live it
You rap about it, talk about it.
Just know that we get it
I say my name, shake her hand
She give me the digits.
So understand I been the man,
I drink for a living.
And from the club where ladies shaking,
And nothings forbidden.
The B.O.Dubb what brodies repping
And nothings forgiven.
So all the brodies, stand up
This one for you
And my city, I.E.
Yeah this for you too
So from hearts that I broke,
And the feelings that I hurt.
All the way down to the logo on my shirt,
BOW nigga, wassup

Now she want a photo
IE to NoHo
I hit it, girl be quiet
Don't be talkin,
That's the bro code
And we bout it e'erday,
E'erday, e'erday.
Half an hour, then we shower
Baby we ain't tryna lay
E'erday, e'erday.
Don't care what your man say,
You ain't with it?
Baby get up out my way
Bro code, Wassup

One time better yet, two times
Even side reppin
Pinkie-Thumbin for the deuceline
Only date models and dimes
But we don't do nines...
I keep her on her knees like a shoe shine
When I leave,
That's when your girlfriends cries
And I don't even wanna tell you
What your girlfriend tries
Behind closed doors, she say she don't
Your girlfriend lie
I'm out here thuggin wide open
Like your girlfriend thighs, ha
They mad, cause they lame...
I brought my team with me, away game
Yeah, forget a beach,
You looking at a cash leecher.
Lil niggas want problems?
Well meet the math teacher, huh
Got my brodies from back and on the side of me
Try the G and we riding deep,
Riding deep till we finally meet,
Try to speak, I'm a slide yo cheek
Take your girl and play hide and seek
After you get done riding me,
Baby please don't say hi to me!
In other words I duck 'em and dodge 'em
If money talks, then yours has a stuttering problem
You niggas is all trash waiting on the truck
Oh, you mad? Line it up,
Like you waiting on the bus, ha
I see the money and I gotta
Grab it
B.O.Dubb the future
While I magic
Go against them boys and it will be tragic.
Wanna kill the cat,
I bend it over and stab it
Yeah I beat the beat,
And I ain't learning any drama.
Cup full of brown,
I'm barely turning 21
But I stay fresh,
And I'm sharper than a needle.
Shouts to G-Mar, Double oSo,
Very nice, Che, Rory, Ceedo
Boy, that's the team,
I just gotta name a few.
And I do it for the toe
Like the bottom of the pool
BOW

Now she want a photo
IE to NoHo
I hit it, girl be quiet
Don't be talkin,
That's the bro code
And we bout it e'erday,
E'erday, e'erday.
Half an hour, then we shower
Baby we ain't tryna lay
E'erday, e'erday.
Don't care what your man say,
You ain't with it?
Baby get up out my way
Bro code, Wassup
Bro code, Wassup
Bro code, Wassup





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