bravoo hunnidz - bingsbury doughboy lyrics
[intro]
i pull up with a stick, i pull up with a drum
i’ma smack you quick, tryna play me like i’m dumb
this ain’t that movie but we made it out the slums
we gon’ split the whole loaf and seperate the crumbs
had to get up off my ass, i can’t be no bum
you gotta be more formal, ain’t talking ’bout the prom
[hook]
i’m the birthday boy but bravoo brought his own cake
just like the kylesister, she gon’ make that ass shake
bravoo, the creator ’cause you make me earthquake
these n+ggas don’t got no paper, swear that is a d+mn shame
i can’t be cool with him ’cause this n+gga’s a d+mn lame
i don’t even need a sk!ll ’cause bravoo got that [?]
choppa hit his body, choppa put him on a surface
i just need a ten piece, i’m not talking ’bout no churches
hold me close to yo heart and do not let me go
he saying he can make it rain, well i can make it snow
we gotta stay high for the times we was low
i’m feeling like the baker’s man with pillsbury dough
[verse]
i know you not [?] need you one on one
you can’t find me in n0body else ’cause i’m one of one
i’m a top three prospect, that mean i’m one and done
these n+ggas real funny but this ain’t sanford and his son
i pull up with a stick, i pull up with a drum
i’ma smack you quick, tryna play me like i’m dumb
this ain’t that movie but we made it out the slums
we gon’ split the whole loaf and separate the crumbs
had to get up off my ass, i can’t be no bum
you gotta be more formal, ain’t talking ’bout the prom
bravoo lou ratchett, i’m looking for ya mom
if these bullets hit you then you won’t resp+wn
[hook]
i’m the birthday boy but bravoo brought his own cake
just like the kylesister, she gon’ make that ass shake
bravoo, the creator ’cause you make me earthquake
these n+ggas don’t got no paper, swear that is a d+mn shame
i can’t be cool with him ’cause this n+gga’s a d+mn lame
i don’t even need a sk!ll ’cause bravoo got that [?]
choppa hit his body, choppa put him on a surface
i just need a ten piece, i’m not talking ’bout no churches
hold me close to yo heart and do not let me go
he saying he can make it rain, well i can make it snow
we gotta stay high for the times we was low
i’m feeling like the baker’s man with pillsbury dough
[outro]
these n+ggas don’t got no paper, swear that is a d+mn shame
i can’t be cool with him ’cause this n+gga’s a d+mn lame
i don’t even need a sk!ll ’cause bravoo got that [?]
choppa hit his body, choppa put him on a surface
i just need a ten piece, i’m not talking ’bout no churches
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