LUDAKRIS
Broccoli
[verse 1]
I got broads in Atlanta
Twistin dope lean and the Fanta
Credit cards and the scammers
Hittin off licks in the bando
Black x6 phantom
White x6 looks like a panda
Going out like I'm Montana
Hundred killas hundred hammers

[verse 2]
Timmy Timmy Timmy
He been wishin for a burner
To kill everybody walkin
He know that his soul in the furnace
Timmy timmy timmy
He been wishin for a burner
To kill everybody walkin
He know that his soul in the furnace
Timmy timmy timmy
He been wishin for a burner
To kill everybody walkin
He know that his soul in the furnace

[verse 3]
Wake up in the morning and I dab
Had to pull up on the block
Cuz today I get to whip
And you know I top drop
And my car's name is nae-nae
Had to hit the Quran cuz today is a good day
[verse 4]
Rest in power
It's all about power
Squeeze two lemons together
And all you have is sour
Diesel n***as will smoke yo ass they have the juice
Ridin around in an all black coupe
A couple of pigeons ready to shoot

[verse 5]
Who the fuck picked this sorry ass beat
I'm from the ugly corner them sour ass streets
I'm the one who let yo sorry ass eat
Damn I didn't have to let yo sorry ass eat
I'm from the hood I take n***as down
Take my money you'll be sorry now
Running so fucking slow like a cow