Lyrics Verse Simmonds – Five Friends
Text:
Hook:
Told you I’m a bring it right back
Got 2 young niggas with a sack
Got a bad bitch whippin up a bitch
Oh oh oh we livin by the thug life
What you tryna? Smoking on a brown hot
Oh oh oh catch that clock
Give me 5 minutes and I’ll bring it right back
Verse 1:
We got hoes in the kitchen
Whippin with they top off
Tryna fine me for the chicken
Let’s get in, one nigga, no hot sauce
So I’m a ball like a porno star
When I pull in to the front you see the goddamn top off
I’m a young ass nigga but the man in the city
I’m a 22 year old mobber
When I talk on bitch I keep a blog
In the kitchen with a note, make it fall
Keep a ray band like Sean Paul
Ice cream cake, job I ain’t talkin guns
No passport but I’m bout to ball
I’m like Kobe, hit 30 and I ball
Young nigga came up from the corner
I’m like jug, get to payin what you order
Hook:
Told you I’m a bring it right back
Got 2 young niggas with a sack
Got a bad bitch whippin up a bitch
Oh oh oh we livin by the thug life
What you tryna? Smoking on a brown hot
Oh oh oh catch that clock
Give me 5 minutes and I’ll bring it right back
Verse 2:
Check my phone, oh see it it’s on freeze
A different hoe call my line every week
They say ya’ll if you niggas don’t believe
I’m a bring to her yard like Kelis
Okay got a young nigga hold a blunt with a K
Shoot a nigga down, he gon ride where he lay
I part on niggas on the grind everyday
Keep that heat, shoot em up like Ray
Niggas stop playin it’s a hit like play
Keep that green like a yard oh great
Smoke that grain, don’t feel no shame
Hatin on words, eat em up like steak
Bridge:
Pull up to the club okay, hotter than a sauna
Run up on my team, no wait, nigga you don’t want er
Go there, check me like the plate,
Roll it, yea we on it
Keep a bad bitch with me, I can tell you want it
Hook:
Told you I’m a bring it right back
Got 2 young niggas with a sack
Got a bad bitch whippin up a bitch
Butt naked and she got five friends
Oh oh oh we livin by the thug life
What you tryna? Smoking on a brown hot
Oh oh oh catch that clock
Give me 5 minutes and I’ll bring it right back
Verse 3:
Watch me cook up 4 figures, cook raw for rappers
Shake to these hoes, then I break they back
And I’m countin this money, I be that money machine
I need a couple mo haters, I need a chunk that say green
And you know that I’m on it on it, I got a new batch
And I’m pullin up in the foreign, I whip ya’ll for that
Take me ridin onto your city, you see me come get it
And if you want that shit man I bring it right back
Hook:
Told you I’m a bring it right back
Got 2 young niggas with a sack
Got a bad bitch whippin up a bitch
Butt naked and she got five friends
Oh oh oh we livin by the thug life
What you tryna? Smoking on a brown hot
Oh oh oh catch that clock
Give me 5 minutes and I’ll bring it right back