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Forch Fabalon - Broke!
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(PRE CHORUS) Exactly one year ago today I said f*ck everybody, my way Get down or get O.J.’d Glove fit doe, sliced up the long way Now everybody know about it, Everybody say, everybody talking bout it So I’m a tell you how I feel, so you aint got to guess You know the got damn deal! (CHORUS) Broke ni**a say nothing man! Broke ni**a say nothing man! Broke ni**a say nothing! Broke ni**a say nothing! Broke ni**a say nothing man! Broke ni**a say nothing! X2 (VERSE ONE) I swear for god pimp If one more ni**a testify the caine flip Or lie bout the bi*ch he wit But when I see em he look like dog sh*t How long you gone lie dude Call him out he had nerve to have and attitude Oh snake a** ni**a, oh fake, oh cake a** ni**a We ball, yall don’t We keep a bad bi*ch, yall wont And please, I don’t want to hear your hot 16 Cause all the rapping tend to give a ni**a migraines Man me want to say things, Like hey broke ni**a, shut up You in the presents of playa ni**a get up Yall be tripping on da sh*t dat I be saying But I had to let em know I wasn’t playing This Fabalon Fresh! (PRE CHORUS) Exactly one year ago today I said f*ck everybody, my way Get down or get O.J.’d Glove fit doe, sliced up the long way Now everybody know about it, Everybody say, everybody talking bout it So I’m a tell you how I feel, so you aint got to guess You know the got damn deal! (CHORUS) Broke ni**a say nothing man! Broke ni**a say nothing man! Broke ni**a say nothing! Broke ni**a say nothing! Broke ni**a say nothing man! Broke ni**a say nothing! X2 (VERSE 2) Plan A no go, Plan B Plan B slow mo, Plan C In other words you can’t fade me I don’t know how to lose, ni**a you just lazy F*ck you pay me, my old sway still trill Last words to a bi*ch ni**a, How dat feel, Cause Fabalon we don’t play dat F*ck crawling on your knees ni**a say dat Run the play back, repeat this sh*t after me Death to every weak mother f*cka round me Or leave me where you found me You doing what you got to do It’s almost like they like to lose, dats dat weak crew Ni**a I done told you, 2nd is for suckas!, your attitude is your altitude Fly f*cka! Then it’s up, up and away, Then what more can they say, just watch me It’s Fabalon Fresh! (PRE CHORUS: X1) (CHORUS: X2) YEAH!
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