Timberland - Tom Brady lyrics

[Intro: Marley Brooker (Ghost Capone)] They gon let me talk my sh** n***a (shiiit) [echos] Empire sh** (huh) [echos] [Hook: Marley Brooker (Miss Cash) [Ghost Capone]] Coming Up, Coming down Mixed breed shawty head renown Bad b**h, Sea Town Took her now we got it Made in Miami look Around Tom Brady n***a feelin' like he Tom Brady n***as hate me like I'm Tom Brady Super model type wifey like in Tom Brady (Boy you so crazy) [evil laughs] [Verse 1: Marley Brooker (Ghost Capone)] Livin la vida loca Like I don't give a f** (for life) Told Aunt Sheila ima get her When I get some bucks Ima be back but now it's off They ga**in up the buses U hear the ba** in every track You know they love percussion Whether it's Tim or Roc or Fresh Kid You know what we reppin Dade county representa Grove boy since the great conception (huh) Mona Lisa ain't have sh** on mama Anti-nirvana the state So I'm burnin hella marijuana f** a piss test Grindin wit the stick vest f** the Feds watching Bumpin Squalle gettin my dick wet It's drowning- it can't breath Her p**y wet- it's slippery Swerve heaux come thru Get curbed now u sleep on n***a Chauffeur Please come and get me It's, time to put work R.G.F. playa we don't see nothin But that skirt and that cold hard So cold hard n***a go hard on lurk Ima dickhead ima a**hole ima prick Just call me jerk Or Tom Brady [Hook: Marley Brooker (Miss Cash) [Ghost Capone]] Coming Up, Coming down Mixed breed shawty head renown Bad b**h, Sea Town Took her now we got it Made in Miami look Around Tom Brady Tom Brady (Boy you so crazy) [evil laughs] [Outro Talking: Marley Brooker [Ghost]] Yea yea it's ya boy Young Crookz (n***as uh) aka Marley Brooker aka muf**in (takin' sh** back) don't worry bout it (takin' n***a sh**) name change but the voice stay the same n***a (b**h p**y still drip from it) shout to my n***a Jones R.I.P. to my n***a Ghost (what up Kareem you know I got'chu) Shoutout to Cash (strong arming n***as for they sh**) We don't give a f** (Makaveli Disciple shout Truth About 2Pac) It's that unofficial Stricly Bizness part 2 n***as roaming though my city like it's ok, okay! [evil laugh] Real talk I don't care if LeBron people wit you I was in a good mood... (This still my Grove n***a) We leave it at that At the end of the day ya b**h was still on my b**h n***a ('05) face to face, 3D, you feel me I ain't, I ain't stuntin', I ain't frontin' n***a (VMA's) Hope you enjoyed the run tho, It's has been impressive (All things must come to an end you already nino my n***a) White Book got the clues (we gon take the torch back) I'm saying tho- You ain't no 2pac n***a!! Maneuvering in the Sea of Sin (let this b**h ride out) We down here (f** you thought it was?) Made in Miami goddamit You n***as know what it is, you heard me? Shout to Relentless (dominated in the aftermath- aright my n***a) Shout to Gunshine, shout to my n***a Fresh! It's the New Testimate my n***a In Relentless we trust (no one) We lay stake and claim right now muf**a Recognize, The Empire f** bout The Nation n***a... I'm jus tryin stay off probation