BROCKHAMPTON – DEAR LORD Lyrics
DEAR LORD Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Dear Lord Lord, will You come down and help out my brother So please Lord He needs You more I want You to let him
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BROCKHAMPTON – DEAR LORD Lyrics
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BROCKHAMPTON – JEREMIAH Lyrics
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BROCKHAMPTON – PRESSURE / BOW WOW Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – COUNT ON ME Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – BUZZCUT Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – chain on / hold me Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – fishbone Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – baby bull Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – downside Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – I.F.L. Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – twisted Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – M.O.B Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – N.S.T. Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – things can’t stay the same Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – Edamame Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – SUGAR (Remix) [feat. Dua Lipa] Lyrics
BROCKHAMPTON – VICTOR ROBERTS Lyrics
DEAR LORD Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Dear Lord Lord, will You come down and help out my brother So please Lord He needs You more I want You to let him
THE LIGHT PT. II Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON The light The light is worth the wait, I promise Wait, why can’t you do it? The light is worth the wait, I
ROBERTO’S INTERLUDE Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Ha pasado mucho tiempo Quizás demasiado Ay Dios, demasiado No sé por dónde empezar o cómo empezar Bueno, este verano pasado fui en un viaje
JEREMIAH Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Jeremiah with them profits, yeah, yeah In my pockets, yeah, yeah Deep inside it, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah [?] Jeremiah with them profits, yeah,
SEX Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Yeah, that’s cool And I take a chunk of it, some of it Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) Yeah, yeah (Yeah, yeah) I done came down bumping
PRESSURE / BOW WOW Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Merlyn, Merlyn, Merlyn, Merlyn, Merlyn Check, check, check, check Pressure, pressure Pull up, skrrt, skrrt Pick up, desert Telepathy, I don’t say words
COUNT ON ME Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON You look so different to me It’s like you barely even, listen You look so different to me It’s like you barely even know
BUZZCUT Lyrics – BROCKHAMPTON Who let the dope boys out? Thank God you let me crash on your couch Who’s my God that I’m prayin’ to now? Early two-thous, they
chain on / hold me By BROCKHAMPTON One, two Go ahead, throw a chain on, nigga Tell them boys where you came from, nigga Tell them boys why I stay
fishbone By BROCKHAMPTON Angels watchin’ over me, god damn Hope the homies rest in peace, I can’t As I sink in the concrete I throw a prayer to the old
baby bull By BROCKHAMPTON Y’all know this is not a game (Uh, yeah) It’s Technical Difficulties In the building (Yeah), in the mix at Club Kaufman Represent the real Technical
downside By BROCKHAMPTON Yeah, go sit out Go through somethin’, blind new, don’t got no tools for now They both sit out A-T-L, we grab him ‘fore the gals come
I.F.L. By BROCKHAMPTON Uh-huh This is that Technical Difficulties We run streets, every day, all day Live in Club Kaufman Pardon the, uh, Technical Difficulties Call me Cupid ’cause my
twisted By BROCKHAMPTON Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties Some days I just don’t feel it (Don’t feel it) Some days I want my days to pass right by and change
M.O.B By BROCKHAMPTON Hey, kids? (Yeah) How you feelin’? (Fine) Feel alright? (Yeah) I wanna be more like a child they question everything Like, “Momma, where is your wedding ring?”
N.S.T. By BROCKHAMPTON Pardon the, uh, Technical Difficulties Niggas they talkin’, they ain’t about shit Pull off, 30 stay in my wallet Mind gone, mind gone, sayin’, “Yo If you
things can’t stay the same By BROCKHAMPTON It don’t make no difference What you say about it (Pardon the, uh, technical difficulties) Summertime, I got my head out the window
Edamame By BROCKHAMPTON Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh (Hey), uh,
SUGAR (Remix) [feat. Dua Lipa] By BROCKHAMPTON It’s seven o’clock on the dot, I’m in the drop-top Your legs on the dashboard, your legs on the dashboard, oh So tell
VICTOR ROBERTS by BROCKHAMPTON My fuckin’ Power Rangers couldn’t protect me from that LAPD kick though Motel, pick popes Went through the livin’ room, straight to the bathroom lookin’ for great dope My poppa