Lyrics B.L.C - TAOG

B.L.C

Broccoli, lettuce and cabbage
Yeah, broccoli, lettuce and cabbage
Addicted to green bitch I think I’m an addict
I roll up a sack I know I gotta have it
I ball like a Maverick, kill you niggas tragic
The way that I run it up you think it’s magic
The roof and the trunk baby I call it magic
I just gotta stab it then play you like Madden
Started with a pencil and then I made it happen
I ain’t started trappin', I ain’t started clappin'
I was living life and then it turned to rapping
Yeah they started hating, yeah they started laughing
Now I’m on the map and now everybody clapping
They giving me rounds of applause
Bitch I got the sauce
Always winning I ain’t never took a loss
Catching plays you can call me Randy Moss
Talking shit well suck it baby through my drawers
I’m ready to hop in the Aston, put it in, I’m driving, I’m blasting (pew pew
pew pew)
In love with that quality fashion
Fine linen is my passion ()
You thought that I stop when I didn’t
I was on a trip for some business (trippin now)
Now I’m coming back I’m 'bout to get it
Come at you like I’m a vengeance (what?)
Haters give the most support (haters)
Good head she a dork (brain)
Told her she’s a good sport (sport)
Gettin' lit on the court
You ain’t even in the race (nah)
Came last she in first place (what?)
Now it’s all about the cake (what?)
M-Money hungry gotta fill her plate (ah)
Talkin' crazy you can get it (yeah)
I ain’t stoppin' for a minute (nah)
All sauce when I walk through
Drip, drip then replenish (water)
Shut up baby let me finish (shut up)
Makin' love when I be in it (what?)
You niggas hated from the start (what?)
But keep it up because I’m winning
Rippin' my jeans yeah it’s denim (yeah)
Stick with my brothers I’m with them (bitch)
I never tried to be fake (ha!)
Came from the bottom like villains (yeah)
21 like I’m a savage (what?)
That’s because I am a savage (yeah)
I’m always chasing the green (chasin')
Broccoli, lettuce and cabbage