Brody Zollo lyrics

by

Eminem


[Verse 1: Xonfrence & (Pridemore)]
f*cked your mom and she said "oof"
Pull up the rari, ain't no roof (roof)
Malone’s a meme, curb stomp that fag
Braids like dogsh*t made outta tags (gay)
I'll put a hole in your face like a dimple
Lighting this fire just like a kindle (fire)
Haters eat my sh*t it's your call of doodie
Your mom watched me just like a movie (f*ck)

[Hook: Oxxy & (Pridemore)]
We smoking dope at the table (yuh)
Money like loafs at the table (oof)
We f*cked your b*tch at the table (f*ck)
We dropped the soap at the table (nah)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)

[Verse 2: Fried Rice]
This sh*t ain't simple, b*tch you're a f*cking pimple
Ain't nobody f*cking with us
Do this for little, do this for a while
My sh*t is vile, your sh*t is suss
SpAce cannabis, you're riding in the short bus
Caffeinated fast like a little Tim Hortons
Spooking your ass like a little Tim Burton's
Stomping your face in with timbs and it hurting
Shoes off, feet up, chair recline
ORYZA crew is ready, online
Your life is on a steady decline
Go call the suicide hotline
Trust no thot, no MacIntyre
Iced Tea Memes, 'nite a little fire
Man's not hot, so you ain't no balla
Calling suicide hot, you better be a caller

[Hook: Oxxy & (Pridemore)]
We smoking dope at the table (yuh)
Money like loafs at the table (oof)
We f*cked your b*tch at the table (f*ck)
We dropped the soap at the table (nah)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)

[Beat Change]

[Verse 3: Fried Rice]
I don't f*ck with no homecoming
House arrest, so I'm homerunning, uh
I'm f*cking ill, my nose running
Curbstomping so these hoes running, ayy
You're my puppet, Jeff Dunham
Y'all in the suburbs, you don't gun 'em
Just texting, make fun of 'em
Or haters, just shun 'em

[Hook: Oxxy & (Pridemore)]
We smoking dope at the table (yuh)
Money like loafs at the table (oof)
We f*cked your b*tch at the table (f*ck)
We dropped the soap at the table (nah)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)

[Verse 4: Xonfrence & (Pridemore)]
I don’t f*ck with no labels (label)
Except your mom, I f*ck her on tables (tables)
We out here golfing, wear f*cking polo (golf)
On little girls like I'm Brody Zollo (rape)
Good food in the second lunch (B)
Brody feasting on baby pus*y munch (young)
All the treats and the meals, f*ck around with the veal
On the moon like I'm Neil, pull up on you with the steel
I might go in for the kill
Xonfrence but my name's Jeff (Jeff)
Conference with the bad breath (oof)
Cause I'm sipping all this lean (ayy)
And I got the big checks (welfare)
f*ck this sh*t, need some good drugs
You're an emo b*tch, wrists cut (baker)
I'm just tryna get a good nut (later)
Pull up if you outta luck

[Hook: Oxxy & (Pridemore)]
We smoking dope at the table (yuh)
Money like loafs at the table (oof)
We f*cked your b*tch at the table (f*ck)
We dropped the soap at the table (nah)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)
We doing ropes at the table (lunch)
We doing ropes at the table (table)

[Beat Change]

[Verse 5: Oxxy]
We smoke that dope at the table
Drink pus*y juice like a ladle
Money is green like Yoda, I’m finna show
Your b*tch my lightsaber
I’m finna bust on her face though
Like Gucci Mane on a payrole
Like Juicy J, I might f*ck your hoe
Ice on my neck is all gold
I beat my meat till I'm dry
All my b*tches pray to Christ
Eat pus*y like it fried rice
Brody at the park with the kids acting nice
Rolling that dope on her titty
Blowing my load on her titty
At the table where we sitting
All of my b*tches they dripping

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