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Bubba Man

 

Bubba Man

(アルバム: Welcome To Bubba Land - 2023)


Taliban
You know me
Uh, uh, uh, uh

Can't say I'm the man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I don't love a bitch, I only got love for the Chinaman
Emilio Pucci scarf wrapped 'round my head just like a Taliban
I told my youngin I'ma keep his pockets full, just keep that cutter spraying
I told that bitch, "This shit here on the floor, I ain't your other man
And your pussy good, but I'ma keep on cheating, you don't understand
All these choices that I got, why the fuck I'ma be your man?
You don't understand, bitch, I'ma pay to fuck on you and your friend"
I keep on buying these whips, Geo say, "You need to go buy some land"
I was just trapping Bubba, none of this rapping shit wasn't even my plans
Posted up in the dugout, out there trapping nicks of weed and sand
I got that type of money that make a faithful bitch go leave her man
I got that type of money, I fuck her raw, she want me to leave it in
She wouldn't get an abortion, had to shoot a bitch a couple grand
I treat my bitches right, fuck 'em good and then I tuck 'em in
I don't gotta drop a song again, I'm still getting them Bubbas in

Huh, the Bubba man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I don't gotta make a song again, I'm getting them Bubbas in
Huh, the Bubba man, nigga, I'm the Bubba man
I don't love a bitch, but I got love for the Chinaman
Bubba man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I can't hang with shooters, rather go hang with my Bubba friends
Bubba man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I could beat your ticket, you just gotta tell me what you paying

I need a 'vert, the sun was coming in
If you trapping Bubba and you from Florida, then you bumping this
Hit that dope, I whip up Fiji water, the fiends love this shit
Pay my young nigga to swing that cutter, I got handymen
I be on that pimping shit 'cause, baby, I'm a ladies' man
Niggas can't even afford to buy a Benz, how you gon' spin a bin?
They do what I say so, Boston, he that fucking man
Huh, give me Peso, bitch, I need a hundred bands

Huh, the Bubba man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I don't gotta make a song again, I'm getting them Bubbas in
Huh, the Bubba man, nigga, I'm the Bubba man
I don't love a bitch, but I got love for the Chinaman
Bubba man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I can't hang with shooters, rather go hang with my Bubba friends
Bubba man, bitch, I'm the Bubba man
I could beat your ticket, you just gotta tell me what you paying

Uh, I don't hang with shooters, nigga, I'd rather hang with my Bubba friends

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