To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money
My mommy my mommy wont let me have cake until i eat my broccoli..
Im full of generosity, healthy from eating my broccoli,
That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free
I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody
And a fridge and some broccoli
It ain't nothing to me, i’m who they coming to see
And don't bother me, high as shit from my broccoli
When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli
Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money
Trying to get healthy so i bought myself broccoli
New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly
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