
trap man - bravoo hunnidz lyrics
[intro: diego money]
juggman, juggman, yeah you know that’s me
same day i just a jugg i bust out 20 g’s
pull up in that foreign whip i don’t even need the keys
wipe that n*gga nose and he didn’t even sneeze
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[chorus: bravoo hunnidz]
trapman, trapman, yeah that’s me
these b*tches out here choosin’ gone pick him over me
these n*ggas out here losing and that ain’t hard to see
these bullets free of charge we’ll shoot your ass for free
i’m sippin’ wock these petty b*tches sippin’ tea
these n*ggas tryna kick it but he’s no bruce lee
i’m a have to slide but this no toosi
back in 2010 we was poppin’ triple c
[verse 1: bravoo hunnidz]
i’m a dog b*tch i know you see the fleas
bravoo he a lumberjack i came in with the trees
we gone wet him up we give his ass a sleek
he a lame n*gga yes he just a dweeb
i’m on the corner feel like (?)
this big 20 hittin’ me just like ed reed
up against the fence i feel like johnny appleseed
i’m done playing no nintendo so there ain’t no more wii
[chorus: bravoo hunnidz]
trapman, trapman, yeah that’s me
these b*tches out here choosin’ gone pick him over me
these n*ggas out here losing and that ain’t hard to see
these bullets free of charge we’ll shoot your ass for free
i’m sippin’ wock these petty b*tches sippin’ tea
these n*ggas tryna kick it but he’s no bruce lee
i’m a have to slide but this no toosi
back in 2010 we was poppin’ triple c
[verse 2: diego money]
juggman, juggman, yeah you know that’s me
same day i just a jugg i bust out 20 g’s
pull up in that foreign whip i don’t even need the keys
wipe that n*gga nose and he didn’t even sneeze
ice around my neck yeah you know this 0 degrees
took his main b*tch now that hoe won’t even leave
n*gga say he jugging me you can’t out*jugg me
n*ggas say the wrong think get smoked just like some weed
[chorus: bravoo hunnidz]
trapman, trapman, yeah that’s me
these b*tches out here choosin’ gone pick him over me
these n*ggas out here losing and that ain’t hard to see
these bullets free of charge we’ll shoot your ass for free
i’m sippin’ wock these petty b*tches sippin’ tea
these n*ggas tryna kick it but he’s no bruce lee
i’m a have to slide but this no toosi
back in 2010 we was poppin’ triple c
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