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brett reef - bunny lyrics

rap like a mummy
all my old sh+t was so bad it is funny
ay, yeah
bounce like a bunny
talk to a girl and she sweet like some honey
ay, yeah
don’t know what to do
and i’m working real hard, man shout out to the crew
ay, yeah
and we cooking like stew
and when i pop off you be raising the roof
ay, yeah

this song is a blessing
i feel like angel that just fell from heaven
but like i’m a teacher you’re learning a lesson
call me mr.reef because class is in session

calling her on a trap phone
i’m a brave boy, got a backbone
your music, it come out your back hoe
i am so bright, man i feel like a jack+o

lantern
i am so tired of banter
i didn’t take her for a ranter
she told me i make her real damper
well
bars are getting hot like h+ll
i feel you beginning to melt
but buckle up and grab your belt
these bars are just dealt

we bouta crash like a car
going real hard like a bar
we far out, go to mars
stick to you like some tar

raising the roof when i step in the booth
and i’m making these bands tell me what can you do
and i’m switching the game making all of you root
for the one and only that can make all this loot
so i’m calling her up and she making it move
we bumping to my music, she call it a groove
and we flying so high we going to the moon
at the end of the day your girl still think i’m cute
look at how i dance
her name is paris like she straight outta france
and if we are close you heard this in advance
i’m not going no where i’m keeping my stance

i’m making these hits i won’t stop
i don’t got no corn but i pop
i’m going in hard like a rock
but i’m keeping it safe like a lock

yeah i am back on the track
i’m making these songs i don’t lack
i keep it a thousand no rack
i’m blowing like smoke but no pack

i drive on the beat with no road
she spreading diseases no toad
that b+tch cannot sing, like a crow
we not going fast, keep it slow

we not going fast, keep it slow
you say you smashed but you ain’t got no hoes
i’m spitting facts that like everyone knows
no we ain’t talking, that dumb b+tch she blows

by blows i mean boring
my bros, we be soaring
you hoes, you all bore me
these flows, they adore me

- brett reef lyrics

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