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donny bravo - acworth state of mind lyrics

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[intro: donny bravo!]
it’s donny bravo you dumb ass, suck ass, f+ck ass, duck ass b+tch
aye, i’m finna pop my sh+t

[verse 1]
i said its donny bravo i’m the hottest poppin in my city
if you run up
we gone dump that’s how we rockin in my city
all my n+ggas on go it ain’t no stopping in my city
and if you someone we don’t know you get forgotten in my city
b+tch i’m from the a and i ain’t talkin bout atlanta
i ain’t talking albuquerque or no f+cking alabama
i’m from acworth where you can catch a tweeker in pajamas
or you could catch you a scammer or catch a convicted felon
but you couldn’t catch a p+ssy or catch a n+gga who tellin
the same n+ggas who buying the same n+ggas who selling
i’m the sh+t but you couldn’t tell by the way that i be smelling
mother f+ck a n+gga and mother f+ckin what he reppin

[break]
and i really mean that sh+t
you feel me?
f+ck you, f+ck your momma, f+ck your mommas momma
b+tch
i’m finna pop my sh+t!

[verse 2]
hot n+gga if i’m ever chilly you gone freeze
burning up the city 450 degrees
big dawg status all you p+ssy n+ggas fleas
oh you said you want the smoke? sh+t p+ssy n+gga please
he just cappin bruh
he around his friends so now he actin up
saying how he getting all this bread and how it’s racking up
talkin sh+t screaming out his set steady stacking up
but when i ran up on em all you seen was n+ggas backing up (watch out bro)
f+ck he talkin bout
wake up in the morning see me cooking at yo momma house
you gone have to learn to respect me cuz i’m yo poppa now (i’m your daddy b+tch)
and you gone have to tell me where you going when you walk+in out
these n+ggas b+tch made and donny bravo sharper than a switch blade
been paid, said he getting money but he been late
nothing in his tummy they hungry they know i been ate
beating on my chest i’m a monkey they know i been ape
f+ck n+gga, if i run up you but duck n+gga sup n+gga
you said you want it now you got it better buck n+gga
hop on that ladder and the only was is up n+gga
now you stuck n+gga what n+gga?
and i’m not f+cking playing
greedy ass keep my mf belly full
hottest n+gga poppin steady p+ssin on yo pedestal
walking w a limp bc a n+gga keep a heavy tool
big stick
quick to kick a n+gga like a flip trick, big fish, n+ggas got my name on they hit list
saying he ain’t clutching for nothing and he won’t miss sh+t
but as soon as he started bussin i blew his biscuit
blew his top back, all these p+ssy n+ggas pop cap, need to stop that
you be posted where the opps at
said his block hot but he won’t tell me where his block at
brought me to the crib closed the do and told em lock that

[break]
lock that door bro
i’m finna whoop this n+gga ass

left right, left right beat a n+gga ass
run a n+gga pockets have him pfennig for his cash
hop back on the whip put it in drive and do the dash
michael jackson i’m so bad that why these n+ggas mad

and y’all gone say f+cking mad
cause i’m forever gonna pop my sh+t
stupid ass n+gga
b+tch
f+ck wrong with them



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