Problem - Broke Down The Weed 3 lyrics

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Problem - Broke Down The Weed 3 lyrics

Yeah Broke down the weed, then I roll up Ex b**h messin' said she shouldn't chose up Cause she call me f**ing baby then I said I wouldn't f** it But I'm payin' all the bills shawty you can't tell me nothin' I'm a get money n***a that's the only way to be f** twelve but twelves's the only way I [?] Boy I pay the deuce so I'm all [?] I collect stash house shoot the rest and then collect And I broke down the weed, then I rolled up [?] I'm like brodie hold up I don't even know you though Why you askin' me that question [?] I can tell it bout your precense [?] back the f** up You make one wrong move you gettin' smack f** up [?] so he ballin' and he mad the f** up Got the Oscar for a pa**, just trynna act the f** up So I broke down the weed, then I roll up Baby wanna buss it open, I just put the pole up The she knows she with so paid n***a so she hold up Not knowing that her boyfriend 'bout to roll up So I broke down the weed, then I rolled up Her man hit the room, told a n***a hold up Girlfriend trynna [?] I know the p**y good but you gotta calm down tho Lookin' like Rambo, what a bad exemple Over this tramp, call me I'm lit like a lamp Diamond Lane most beat no [?] Whaat! Did it on our own no step on Grew our own tree, y'all hangin' on branches She fly on the grind, but she givin' up like Santa (p**y ain't good, wait stop [?]) Problem motherf**ers he ain't got no answer Go again sativa, smoke until we get cancer Stack the money high, it can't never fall'd up The I broke down the weed then I rolled up Whaat!