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real boston richey - bubba man lyrics
[intro]
taliban
you know me
uh, uh, uh, uh
[verse 1]
can’t say i’m the man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i don’t love a b_tch, 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 sprayin’
i told that b_tch, “this sh_t here on the floor, i ain’t your other man
and your p_ssy good, but i’ma keep on cheatin’, you don’t understand
all these choices that i got, why the f_ck i’ma be your man?
you don’t understand, b_tch, i’ma pay to f_ck on you and your friend”
i keep on buyin’ these whips, geo say, “you need to go buy some land”
i was just trappin’ bubba, none of this rappin’ sh_t wasn’t even my plans
posted up in the dugout, out there trappin’ nicks of weed and sand
i got that type of money that make a faithful b_tch go leave her man
i got that type of monеy, i f_ck her raw, she want me to lеave it in
she wouldn’t get an abortion, had to shoot a b_tch a couple grand
i treat my b_tches right, f_ck ’em good and then i tuck ’em in
i don’t gotta drop a song again, i’m still gettin’ them bubbas in
[chorus]
huh, the bubba man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i don’t gotta make a song again, i’m gettin’ them bubbas in
huh, the bubba man, n_gga, i’m the bubba man
i don’t love a b_tch, but i got love for the chinaman
bubba man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i can’t hang with shooters, rather go hang with my bubba friends
bubba man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i could beat your ticket, you just gotta tell me what you payin’
[verse 2]
i need a ‘vert, the sun was comin’ in
if you trappin’ bubba and you from florida, then you bumpin’ this
hit that dope, i whip up fiji water, the fiends love this sh_t
pay my young n_gga to swing that cutter, i got handymen
i be on that pimpin’ sh_t ’cause, baby, i’m a ladies’ man
n_ggas can’t even afford to buy a benz, how you gon’ spin a bin?
they do what i say so, boston, he that f_ckin’ man
huh, give me peso, b_tch, i need a hundred bands
[chorus]
huh, the bubba man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i don’t gotta make a song again, i’m gettin’ them bubbas in
huh, the bubba man, n_gga, i’m the bubba man
i don’t love a b_tch, but i got love for the chinaman
bubba man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i can’t hang with shooters, rather go hang with my bubba friends
bubba man, b_tch, i’m the bubba man
i could beat your ticket, you just gotta tell me what you payin’
[outro]
uh, i don’t hang with shooters, n_gga, i’d rather hang with my bubba friends
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