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YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Like Madden lyrics

Artist: YoungBoy Never Broke Again

album: Don't Try This At Home


I wanna, she wanna
Wild, wild west
Dirty, dirty, dirty south

I'm back off in this bitch, but
I'ma tell 'em how, you already know I'ma tell 'em how I tell 'em
They better get it, nigga
Ooh (talkin' 'bout me, bitch, what I told that bitch)
Ooh (fresher than a motherfucker, lookin' like a whole lick)
(Yeah, fresher than a motherfucker, lookin like a whole lick)
Maybach, riding in the coupe (coupe)
Pussy-ass nigga, what it do? (what it do?)
Real big slime come through (come through)
Fuck around, rock the whole room (whole room)
Let a whole 'nother bitch come through (come through)
Hypnotizing her mind what I do (ooh)
In a fight with that fire, you gon' lose (ooh)
Make that bitch get a new tattoo
I respond with my fire like ooh-ooh
If I tell 'em, he shoot it up too, yeah
I want them goods like burglary, man
Said that I wouldn't and I'm flirting again
I went to sleep on the wild, wild west
And I came from the dirty, dirty south
Get them racks out the vault
Press it, it's revvin' the count
How many bitches they fuckin'? I'm kicking her out
Don't want that kitty, that's foul
Taking your bitch and I'm stickin' my dick in her mouth
Swerve Maybach with a tool, big bag and you can't ride with me
Fuck do you think? I got a real big set back, tool, can't ride with me
Pull on side of me, cavity
I'ma spend me an M, get that baddie B
I was thuggin', it stuck and it cut me
Everyone in the truck, they done shot with me
I flew the bitch to LA on a jet
Just for to see what the bitch all about
Maybach, back of the Cull', huh
Pussy-ass nigga get bought
Even if it ain't about a bag, don't talk
Play with them racks, know you get knocked off, yeah
I ain't tryna take no loss
Ho tryna play like golf
Nigga, I don't play with a broke
He gon' need his head taked off
All night active, I'm active, I'm snapping, I'm rapping, that's what made me
Know that they don't talk right
Young nigga pull up and smash shit 'cause that's what made me
Young nigga pop out that truck
And then get shit brackin' 'cause they played with me
Young nigga trapped out, trapped out
Trapped out trappin' 'cause that's what made me
Young nigga sendin' them blitz out just like Madden
Know that I take that bitch down, I ain't cappin'
Might just ask my bitch, do she wanna marry me? (Bae, hold up)
Let me make me one hundred million dollars then

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