AI with the Braids – The Game lyrics

Lyrics AI with the Braids – The Game

AI with the Braids lyrics
I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid
I’m A.I. with the braids (Fuck bitches)
I’m A.I. with the braids (Get money)
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid

Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Relax and take notes while I take tokes of the marijuana smoke
Get money

Call me a saint call me a sinner the 405 eatin’ Lamborghini for dinner
Like any member of Junior M.A.F.I.A. Versace shades I could see the opp in ya
Hatin’ is a disease Usher Raymond
Stop it the Tommy got more “Power” than Kanan
They wanna know what I whispered in 50’s ear
G-Unit motherfucker the real ghost is here
(Fuck bitches) Like A.I. did
Fucked a few Kardashians if I say I did
Ben Simmons dribble rock all day I did
Can’t a motherfucker tell me ’bout the way I live
Fuck bitches

I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid
I’m A.I. with the braids (Fuck bitches)
I’m A.I. with the braids (Get money)
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid

I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m Lil’ Wayne with the braids
I’m B.I. with the braids
Deepside let us praise
Young Lebron with the braids
I’m Kawhi with the braids
I’m K.D. with the Dray’s
I’m M.J. with the J’s
A.I. with the braids with the designs like a maze
I Facetime with my babes but it’s me-time for my fave
I crossover then I move on
Hit her with the hesi- move on
Like A.I. with his shoes on
With his headband and his jewels on
A.I. with his jersey untucked
A.I. with his jersey too long
A.I. out in Georgetown Young Buck
A.I. with the afro uncut
A.I. with the jersey all white with
the big shorts over the black tights
Turn a gameday into a game night
Turn a team fight to a gang fight
A.I. with the gun door
Point guard with the gun door
Lil nigga with a A.K. look like A.I. with Mutombo
Trap door let my blood boil
I’m his young bro from the N.O
Like A.I. on some gumbo gangsta on court and in court

I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid
I’m A.I. with the braids (Fuck bitches)
I’m A.I. with the braids (Get money)
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid

My favorite number 3 my bitches come in threes
Two of ’em from the 623s (Fuck bitches)
Did them Air Jordans dirty
Bought the Rolls-Royce truck to match the Georgetown jersey
Triple double yeah my team all ate
Don’t braid a nigga hair unless you get the part straight (Get money)
See any stripper I like and I’ma throw that shit
Blackout in the club on some Kodak shit
All red Reebok answers Bodak bitch
Thug Life you better know that shit
Don C Mitchell in that Sixers shorts throwback shit

I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paid
I’m A.I. with the braids (Fuck bitches)
I’m A.I. with the braids (Get money)
I’m A.I. with the braids
Dribble rock crossover young nigga get paiddd

AI with the Braids

AI with the Braids – The Game lyrics
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