YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN - Bring 'Em Out Chords and Lyrics

YOUNGBOY NEVER BROKE AGAIN - Bring 'Em Out Chords and Lyrics
This song is from the album 38 Baby, released on 27 October 2016.




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Scale: F# Minor
Time Signature: 4/4
Tempo: 76
Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU
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[INTRO]
 
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Yeah that too
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Playboy on this bitch, but he ain't playin' though

[VERSE]
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Bring 'em out (out)
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For that money, I'ma rush all day (bring it)
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Ain't no trippin', they bring it, I count it up now
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I ain't hear nothin' y'all say (nah)
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They don't know I came up from the bottom (bop)
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But they know that these niggas be flodgin' (flodgin')
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She don't fuck with me 'cause of a dollar (Huh)
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From the hood, but shorty a model (let's go)
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If I see the lil' bitch, I run down on a bitch, I don't bust it from out of the car
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I got bitches roll 6s, on God
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Lockin' in like she a lil' boy
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Ain't no holdin' nothin' back, I go hard
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How I live, I be playin' my cards
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On the real, I got bro with the rod
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He gon' shoot it the minute he saw it
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He gon' take off, I'm pointin' the mozzie
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Get that money and fuck on these hoes
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Run it up, and then stick to the code
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Double up, it's the life that he chose
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I be steppin' in Margiela more
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I got Louboutin all on my clothes
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On these pills, I be tweakin', I'm froze
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Hunnid, hunnid, took straight off his nose
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Hunnid, hunnid, watch straight off his nose
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My baby a baby, be screamin' out, "Slatt" (Slatt)
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Spend a check and I'm gettin' it back
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Real gangster, ride 'round in a Lex'
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Hand out money, so broke, get a pack
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Every couple months, I give her a bag
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Every two weeks, she go get her a wax
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Let 'em keep talkin', I been on his ass
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Let 'em keep talkin', I been on his ass
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I'ma spin on his ass, I'ma blow out his mind
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Let off a shot, you on war with the slime
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Ride in the front, do the dash, I'm slidin'
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Pullin' straight up with your bitch on the side
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Pull up, start dumpin', and send 'em a sign
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Real gangsters, they know he a ho, he be hidin'
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[?] a soul or show, we gon' send a deposit
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Turn up, bad, yeah
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I'm the one you talk 'bout with these hoes
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I got cash, yeah, I fill up my pocket with these rolls
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I'm the man, yeah, asked her for to leave, she ain't wan' go
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I'm in a bang, yeah, I got drones, don't nobody need sticks if you ain't know
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I can dig up some gold like LSU
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Make a beat wit' the Glock like I'm Saddam
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She be talkin' to me like a baby
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Had to ask the lil' ho, "Where your mother went?"
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Don't wan' fuck her, I lie, been [?]
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Play that role until you come relevant
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Give a bag I know they gon' step on shit
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I play dumb, don't wan' hear what they tellin' me
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I'ma gangsta for real, ain't no cappin'
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If I tell 'em to kill, they gon' stamp it
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I be thuggin' for real, I don't panic
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You could play, send a shot at yo' mammy
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Findin' money around like some dandruff
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I be dancin' like Elvis, go Manson
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Helta Skelta, I kill a whole clan in
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Sell [product?], then I go back to plannin'
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She ain't right tryna trap with a baby
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I went dumb, you went back and go brazy
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She gon' find out 'bout that and go crazy
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Stay down, kept it real, and he made it
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They be thinkin' that Baba Jamaican
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He gon' go to the max he a man-man
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I got Molly in me like a beach tan
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I put J on my feet with the old Vans
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I went bought 23 with the old money
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I could go pull out some old hunnids
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I got a whole lot of new money
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I say a word, get you fronted
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I say a word, get you knocked off
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I take the charge, it's my fault
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I send them youngins to spin where you be at to knock you off and your bro, dog
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And I get the addy or drop where you be at, we gon' blow it and tear the whole house down
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And I'm on the block where you barley could be at, it won't take you that long to get shot down
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If they deep as a bitch, I'ma spray around
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Hit the trap in the north where I'm hardly found
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Old heads, they evict, they gon' roll around
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If they know that they got it, they do it now
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I got money-
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That's it? Man you got me trippin' in this bitch, man
 
  
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