Brodie Lyrics

[Verse 1: Galaxy X]
I pull up to the party with a big green bottle
With some all white hoes
In a all black benz
Ol girl lookin like she tryna be a model
She got all black clothes
But got all white friends

She was cheating on her man like, yeah
I don't really give a damn like, yeah
Her ass fat with a tan like, yeah
I just hope you understand

I ain't tryna be ya boy thang
I'm just tryna show you new thangs
And get you wetter than the new wave
I dont give a f*ck what ya dude say
Cause I know he spent his last couple bucks on his lunch and some new J's
Hooray, sick whip in a 2 lane
Hip chick but her dude lame
And she give brain when she please, on her knees
Man she got more degrees than a blue flames

[Chorus: Galaxy X]
Whole squad come around yeah you know its goin down every day
You can ask my brodie
2 hoes in the whip and they tryna go to back to the place
Lemme ask my brodie (x2)

[Verse 2: Downright Kris]

[Chorus: Galaxy X]
Whole squad come around yeah you know its goin down every day
You can ask my brodie
2 hoes in the whip and they tryna go to back to the place
Lemme ask my brodie (x4)

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