Sunday Morning In Braddocc
Stixx & Sledgren
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Uh-huh, uh-huh
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh, yeah
Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah
How could you hate on Lil Yummy? He
Wasn't do nothin' but playin' his role
I pull the strings like a guitar
I'm in the hood bar, hide my pole, yeah
How did I turn to a hood star? That's just a lil' part nobody knows
I got the MAC in my clothes
I had to break down the code
Nigga, I been broke the rules
The police would come look for me at the store
Just tell me whatever you need
You can meet me in the sleet and the snow
I learned a lot from the records
I know some niggas that can't get enrolled
I think I'm more than just special
An upgraded vessel with niche in his soul
I got somе shit up my sleeve
I watch his energy leave
I rеally wait in the weeds
I learned a trick from a fiend, yeah
I really get me a timepiece, just look
At the value, it match a house key
Fuck nigga, who made you valid? Your
Name don't make no noise in the street
It's quiet, you niggas is weak
I done jumped in the front, nigga, follow the leader
I'm the one with the chop and this beater
He done turned to the max, now they see it
He got turned to the max, I don't care '
Bout where niggas at, Lil Yummy a completer
I'ma catch me a lack, I did research
I'll get the squad wiped like it's rebirth
Yeah, and it's free Luminati, I still talk to
All of my bodies, I should go make T-shirts
Young nigga might clap on your party, I run down
And hopped out a hottie, I wanna see features
And I really don't even think about it, I just might
Run 'round the city 'til a young nigga feet hurt
'Cause these rap niggas sweet like dessert
And I jumped off the cliff, nigga, feet first, gang