PaBrymo and Vory Lyrics
“Brothers” by PaBrymo, featuring Vory, explores themes of unity, loyalty, and the challenges of success and fame, the lyrics emphasize the bond between brothers and the importance of perseverance in achieving goals.
PaBrymo & Vory – Brothers Lyrics
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Just us
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Oh yeah yeah yeah
Just us
Just me and my brothers
Got it out the gutter
100 pack for the summer
I don’t see no one above us
Just me and my brothers
Our life is in modest
Too rich to be modest
Ain’t no one above us
Balling like espn
At the bar trying drown out my sins
I done promised lil mama a Benz
My accountant say watch how you spend
Why you ask me?
You know how I been
She a five but I give her a ten
Give her twenty if she bring her friend
She be begging to see me again
Call lil mama loose
Many many nights
Men I dey go hard, this shit nor be fluke
That’s me and my crew
‘Cause I don’t speak
They say that I’m rude yeah
You one try put yourself for my shoes
Who you?
Dey stack my money chop belle full
Can’t dull my ginger
Omo po wope
Benin to Ibiza, new city new day
My emuetiyan pack all my raba
Can’t reach my phone
I dey run from palava
Just me and my brothers
Got it out the gutter
100 pack for the summer
I don’t see no one above us
Just me and my brothers
Our life is in modest
Too rich to be modest
Ain’t no one above us
Balling like ESPN
At the bar trying drown out my sins
I done promised lil mama a Benz
My accountant say watch how you spend
Why you ask me?
You know how I been
She a five but I give her a ten
Give her twenty if she bring her friend
She be begging to see me again
Call lil mama loose
See I’m only rolling with my brothers yeah
And you know I don’t joke with my P’s yeah
We done came up from the streets
I can never see defeat
I dey give them unexpectedly
I tell you truth, you know this world ain’t what it seems
Astaghfirullah pray make God wash away my sins
My baddie shy but all her records nor Dey clean
Alhamdulillah I’m certified
Just me and my brothers
Got it out the gutter
100 pack for the summer
I don’t see no one above us
Just me and my brothers
Our life is in modest
Too rich to be modest
Ain’t no one above us
Balling like ESPN
At the bar trying drown out my sins
I done promised lil mama a Benz
My accountant say watch how you spend
Why you ask me?
You know how I been
She a five but I give her a ten
Give her twenty if she bring her friend
She be begging to see me again
Call lil mama loose
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