Broken Hearts

K Swisha
 K backwood, fuck you mean?
 Yo, smoke real good, feel real good
 We can't get out wood
 Oh
 Ben & Jerry big round two
 I could go rounds too
 Watch me look around you
 Smoke a quarter pound ooh
 Niggas want my sounds too
 Heard them niggas used to fuck around and clown you
 But not no more
 Want to drop a couple bands at the Gucci store
 We them lame niggas baby, yeah you too beautiful
 Yeah I be at the bank, smell like stank, just the usual
 I be at the bank, smell like stank, just the usual
 This ain't somethin' that you used to
 Break your heart shawty, boo-hoo, oh
 You love me, oh, oh
 You love me, oh, oh
 You love me, oh, oh
 You love me
 I want Chanel
 Stuck in the mail
 Damn oh-oh-oh, told 'em myself
 I can't lie shawty need some help
 Ay, racks on my belt
 Shawty too fine, she making me melt, woah
 Nike like I'm balling on the court
 Why you looking like you know you can't afford?
 K Backwood, yup I think they want some more
 They hated on me now a nigga on tour
 I'm smoking real gas, yeah the half on a pack
 Shawty cute and she small but that ass still fat
 I've been doin' my thing, put a nigga on the map
 I've been doin' my thing, put a nigga on the map
 K Backwood, hey
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 Copped two chains and that shit's too bright
 She's so fine and her ass so bright
 I wonder why they really wanna be like us
 Wonder why they really wanna be like us
 Copped two chains and them shit's too bright
 She's so fine and that ass so bright
 I wonder why they really wanna be like us
 Wonder why they really wanna be like us