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letra de up in sf! - issbrokie

[intro – issbrokie]
yuh
yuh, yuh

do-do-do-do-do-do
yuh
ooh
d-mn, yuh

[chorus – issbrokie]
up in san fran, and i’m rollin’ wit’ my crew
yuh, i keep myself a choppa, yuh, i keep myself a tool
little b-tch, i got that weapon, do not play me like a fool
i might aim it at yo’ dome if you talk ’bout how i move
little b-tch, i got racks, feel like droppin’ out of school
i might flip a couple packs, hit the plug like “what it do?”
call the plug, i need some snacks, now i feel like scooby-doo
i might drop that boy address, he say that he gonna sue
[verse 1 – issbrokie]
huh, yuh, yuh
yeah, i might drop his address, he say that he gon’ sue now
i keep me a weapon, i keep me a tool now
i keep me a glock, i might aim it at you now
i might shoot on your daughter like kirby2cool! now
i stay wit’ a hammer, i feel like i’m dedede
no, i cannot f-ck with that b-tch, she [?]
i’m thankin’ the heavens for rappin’ be feedin’ me
yo’ b-tch gimme more head than a guillotine
tha-tha-that b-tch givin’ me brain like a zombie
me and my homies stay posted in lobbies
we strapped like the army, this ain’t coll of duty
we run through these clips like this sh-t was a movie (grr-r-r-r!)
i f-ck on yo’ b-tch and i’m suckin’ her b00bies
she yellin’ out “do me!”, i’m up in her booty
issbrokie and kiizzy, we up in the studi
i-i-i cannot f-ck wit’ these f-ggots like [?]
issbrokie

[verse 2 – lokiizzy]
tr-try-tryin’ my b-tch but these b-tches be changin’
i ain’t perplexed why these b-tches be hatin’
i’ll get to you next, and these b-tches and patient
we in china town and we f-ckin’ on asians
d-mn- d-mn
what is the plan?
what is you doin’?
[?] the movements or we’ll get to shootin’
spin-spin-spin yo’ block once, all i need is a uzi
wal-wal-walk in yo’ crib and yo’ mama was droolin’
f-ck
turn my phone off, i got too many notis
i’m drownin’ in p-ssy, please throw me some floaties
my pockets so fat, they be lookin’ like [?]
shut the f-ck-shut the f-ck up and just gimme your throatie
sippin’ a faygo, i’m feelin’ like mosey
yuh, i f-cked yo’ b-tch, we just keepin’ it lowkey
i f-cked yo’ b-tch, we just keepin’ it lowkey
[chorus – issbrokie]
up in san fran, and i’m rollin’ wit’ my crew
yuh, i keep myself a choppa, yuh, i keep myself a tool
little b-tch, i got that weapon, do not play me like a fool
i might aim it at yo’ dome if you talk ’bout how i move
little b-tch, i got racks, feel like droppin’ out of school
i might flip a couple packs, hit the plug like “what it do?”
call the plug, i need some snacks, now i feel like scooby-doo
i might drop that boy address, he say that he gonna sue

[outro – issbrokie]
yo
yo, bro, uhm
i just wanna let you know, uhm
ahem
i keep that thang on me
i keep a big tool on my waist
i might blow yo shi- haha

- issbrokie

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