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    D.R.A.M. / Lyrics

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    "Broccoli" Lyrics

    D.R.A.M. feat. Lil Yachty

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    (Intro – D.R.A.M.)
    Ain't no telling what I'm finna be on
    I'm beyond all that f**k s**t

    (Verse 1 – Lil Yachty)
    Hey lil mama would you like to be my sunshine?
    Ni**a touch my gang we gon turn this s**t to Columbine
    Ice on my neck cost me 10 times 3
    30,000 dollars for a ni**a to get flee
    I just hit Rodeo and I spent like 10 Gs
    I just did a show and spent the check on my mama
    When I go on vacay I might rent out the Bahamas
    And I keep like 10 phones, damn I'm really never home
    All these ni**as clones tryna copy what I'm on
    Ni**a get your own, tryna pick a ni**a bone
    Weight up on the scale, boy I had a good day
    Metro PCS trapping boy I'm making plays
    50 shades of grey, beat that pu**y like Hulk Hogan
    I know you know my slogan, if I ain't bout guap I'm gone
    Ni**as hating cause I'm chosen from the concrete I rose
    Shawty staring at my necklace cause my diamonds really froze
    Put that d**k up in her pu**y bet she feel it in her toes
    I'm a real young ni**a from the 6 throwing bows
    I'm a real young ni**a from the 6 throwing bows
    Real young ni**a from the 6 throwing bows

    (Chorus – D.R.A.M.)
    In the middle of the party bi**h get off me
    In the cut I'm rolling up my broccoli
    Ya I know your baby mama fond of me
    All she want to do is smoke that broccoli
    Whispered in my ear she trying to leave with me
    Said that I can get that pu**y easily
    Said that I can hit that s**t so greasily
    I'm a dirty dog I did it sleazily

    (Bridge – D.R.A.M.)
    Ain't no telling what I'm finna be on
    I'm beyond all that f**k s**t
    Ain't no telling what I'm finna be on
    I'm beyond all that f**k s**t

    (Verse 2 – D.R.A.M.)
    I got companies and Pesos
    I got people on my payroll
    She don't do it less I say so
    I don't smoke if it ain't fuego
    I just sauce em up like Prego
    Fettuchini with Alfredo
    All I wanted was the fame and every game they made on Sega
    I was 5 or 6 years old when I had told myself ok you're special
    But I treat you like my equal never lesser
    I was 26 years old when we had dropped this one amazing record
    Had the world stepping
    That's what I call epic
    Couple summers later I got paper
    I acquired taste for salmon on a bagel
    With the capers on a square plate
    At the restaurant with the why you got to stare face
    To know I either ball or I record over the snare and bass
    Rapper face, dread headed
    Golden diamond teeth wearing
    They just mad cause I got that cheese bitch I keep dairy
    Turnt up in the party getting lit to Yachty
    With a Spanish Barbie word to my mommy

    (Repeat Chorus)
    This song was submitted on June 23rd, 2016 and last modified on June 30th, 2016.
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