Groovy Lyrics

Groovy Lyrics by YoungBoy Never Broke Again is a New English song from the album “I Rest My Case” sung by popular rapper YoungBoy Never Broke Again. Groovy lyrics are penned by YoungBoy Never Broke Again and music produced by Dmac.

Song Details
Singer : YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Album : I Rest My Case
Lyrics : YoungBoy Never Broke Again, Dmac
Music : Jai Beats, Dmac, TnTXD
Label : Motown Records

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Pipe that sh*t up TnT
DMac on the f**kin’ track
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, ooh
I got it on right now

I don’t see why the f**k they be tryna act like I ain’t that thang
When they already know how I been holdin’ these Ms
When they know we left opps dead soon as we see ’em
Takin’ it from the North to the jet
From the cell to the house that’s sittin’ on top of the hill
Come and see how I live, bi**h, what?
Come check it out ‘fore you ready to talk
I got these foreigns that’s sittin’ in row
Whole lot of plaques that’s goin’ down my wall
I got some sh*t that I’m waitin’ to put on
I got designer I ain’t never worn
I just got me some sh*t I’ma mix with VLONE
Ain’t no stealin’ my drip
(Ain’t no stealin’ my drip)
Tell these ni***s “Don’t trip”, ’cause I got it on me
Ain’t no sense for the lick if you ain’t gonna click
‘Cause you’re bound to get killed if you run up on me
I wasted some bummy, I got whole lotta money
Keep me a fat ass real bad bi**h
Got a whole lotta kids I stack it up for
These people be talkin’ ’bout me like they know me
And I got the condo, bought the Aston Martin
And I never stay once, so never catch me foldin’
I got tricks and techniques like I’m (…?)
Shawty a freak inside of the sheets
She turnin’ a whole Chanel in the water
Look at my neck and my wrist, it’s a faucet
Bi**h, I’m way too saucy, so I bought it

Hold on, ooh, ain’t never met a slime like this before
Hold on, ooh, she ain’t never had a ni**a buy her this before
Hold on, ooh, paid for a lotta sh*t, kept most of these close
I had more than three (cappin?) on my hoes
And I come and get jiggy
(And I come and get jiggy)
I get groovy on these hoes, whole lot of sticks with me
All these shooters that’s my bros
I check out, fly sh*t from out her Bentley, huh?
These ni***s be lackin’ my codes (They cray)
These ni***s be lackin’ my hoes (They cray)
Your hoe wanna stay in my home (They cray)

This hoe wanna f**k in a Rolls
Got heater on top of the McLaren
My stylist be stuntin’ me up, feel the love
Don’t know where it started, it got me like “Damn”
Ain’t no taxin’ the rich, and that is including me
Get ’round the bases and beat Uncle Sam
You be talkin’ that sh*t, but you know who I am
(…?) this bi**h said whoever I down
Whip out my **** and lil’ shawty said “Damn”
I’m richer than Richard, ain’t playin’ with you means
See, I ran it up quickly, less stress is on me
And inside one deal gotta know that it’s given
I got your bi**h up inside where I live
Helpin’ me pick out clothes, I give her the business
So many in that thing, and I’m pimpin’, not switchin’
I got these chains and I’m livin’ now
Come get your bi**h back like bowlin’ ball (Baow)
I’ma start the ‘Vette and the bitch all great
Every come, real rockstar, ni**a, sweat
You can’t laugh too hard, you gon’ get your a** smashed (Baow)
Ni**a sittin’ on the skyline, writin’ on track
Switcher from the back, then I permanent ni***s red
‘Cause it be the same color as my thing

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