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Broad Day Lyrics - Artist : Soulja Boy
Pull up with my niggas and we spraying shit
Bitch I keep the thirty Keep the semi, keep the stenny clip Niggas talking down but we spraying up that fucking whip Niggas talking down man Who you niggas fucking with Man they call me king soldier, I make a hundred and one day Niggas talking shit, bitch we pull up spray him broad day Got my killers in the cut they cooling in the halley way Niggas talking shit, bitch we pull up spray him broad day Pull up on the block Bitch you know when I got hella bands Man your girlfriend man You know that that's my biggest fan King soldier man I'm blowing shit just like a cooling fan Bitch I got the oozy automatic with the cooling fan Hop up out the whip Man my nigga gonna murder you Niggas talking beef Fuck nigga we never heard of you Swirl through the cut And we spraying down your whole block Bitch this money gang Gang shit, this shit it won't stop Shout out to my gangs They go crazy with those semi clucks Niggas talking shit We pulling up And we got plenty docks Bitches on my dick Cause they nigga wouldn't whip it right Bitch I'm in the kitchen with my rich You know I'm getting guack Niggas talking shit We pulling up and then we spraying them Niggas talking shit What the fuck you niggas saying there Pull up on they block AK and that's the broad day Bitch I got my killers and they cooling in the halley way Pull up with my niggas and we spraying shit Bitch I keep the thirty Keep the semi, keep the stenny clip Niggas talking down but we spraying up that fucking whip Niggas talking down man Who you niggas fucking with Man they call me king soldier, I make a hundred and one day Niggas talking shit, bitch we pull up spray him broad day Got my killers in the cut they cooling in the halley way Niggas talking shit, bitch we pull up spray him broad day Broad day Broad day Broad day Broad day Broad day Five hundred thousand boy there is cash in that revenue Calico, Killer J tell him bring that thirty G King Soulja none of my niggas around me never heard of you Hop in the Rari I hop in the Goodies King Soulja gonna swerve on you In the fucking strip club a hundred cash purge on you Shout out to my gang They go hard they gonna murder you All my niggas going hard Bitch I'm going hell a rat Run up on me wrong boy I swear to God I spray you back King Soulja In this benz In my pocket a thousand stash Shout out to the gang Bitch we go hard Bitch we spraying it SODNG that's the gang and we ain't planned it Run up on King Soulja bet my young niggas Gonna spray your face Pull up with my niggas and we spraying shit Bitch I keep the thirty Keep the semi, keep the stenny clip Niggas talking down but we spraying up that fucking whip Niggas talking down man Who you niggas fucking with Man they call me king soldier, I make a hundred and one day Niggas talking shit, bitch we pull up spray him broad day Got my killers in the cut they cooling in the halley way Niggas talking shit, bitch we pull up spray him broad day |
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