Chorus The Streets they love us, the ladies fuck us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyyyy!!! The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin We keep it poppin, yep we got it got it ayyyyy!!! Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! 1st verse Keynote Plug that shit in so I can molest the beat like a pedi File, with my style, you silly kids aint ready For the onslaught, when we rock making panties drop Cause she know my time cumming like Im Fuckin a clock Dig the flow, breaking necks like levies in the N.O A pro at rolling dro, so outlandish with the flow Had stones in my kidney, had to slow up with that pouring So fuck that chain you sportin, I iced out my organs 2nd Verse Headkrack The Dom sipper thatll fondle a blonde stripper Undo ya moms zipper in honor of Yom Kippur Im armed with, smart mouth and dumb ammo Ya childish rap style should be sponsored by WhamO! It the rap Brando, Marlon, far from starving Enitice ya bitch with this niche Im carving Im like G Garvin, on some chef shit Bodega Brovas we be that next shit Chorus The Streets they love us, the ladies fuck us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyyyy!!! The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin We keep it poppin, yep we Got it Got it ayyyyy!!! Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! 3rd Verse Travii Over tracks we hustlinto get the party bumpinpossibilitys endless when we up inside the functionshortys got the gumptiontreat her like mushu..pork..thats how we dodelivering the specimengreater than the best of menmasters of the presencethe stage we keep it wrecked againalmighty aint the dollaralmighty is the flowwith twiz on the beatsbodega here we go 4th Verse Keynote No need to explain, mad far from being tame Hearing us is like PCP tap dancing on your brain Causing aneurysms and visions like you never seen Its on purpose, make you nervous, like you was a pregnant teen About the face the wrath of your pops, what a description! Music is sick, Bodega Bros the prescription If you stand to close you get an overdose quick If you want to hate wait.... I have some balls that you can lick! Chorus The Streets they love us, the ladies fuck us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyyyy!!! The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin We keep it poppin, yep we got it got it ayyyyy!!! Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! 5th Verse Headkrack Futuristic and too sadistic these dudes are gifted Very gifted you get nothing we ruin Christmas Kids dissed us, just cause we were different But so was Jesus, its different position My ambition is for musical transition Injecting intellect that what most of the jams missin No style we dissin but if the pants fit Throw them hoes off in the wash, thats it! 6th Verse Travii Sick with the tacticstravii brings dramaticsdancin around these rap acts acting like there bad assreally just cushion flow flossin for the radiobrovas we aint sellin out but still we here to get the doughwont sacrifice integrityaint dumbin down shitstupid people listen up your smarter as it goesthe blind can now see plus the crippled can walkas we inherit the earth the posh get outlined in chalk... Chorus The Streets they love us, the ladies fuck us Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyyyy!!! The beats is knocking, the freaks is jockin We keep it poppin, yep we got it got it ayyyyy!!! Smooth or rugged, we got you covered Bodega Brovas, yep we got it got it ayyyy!!! No need to hate us, cause we the greatest A million flavas yep we got it got it ayyyy!!!
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