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reuben vincent - fufu lyrics
[intro]
told ’em business is business
f_ck what you talkin’, just give me the digits
on god, wow
i put that on my baba, my old ma, my tribe, all them n_ggas
yeah
huh
[pre_chorus]
momma, they told me that i wouldn’t make it, but look at me now, woo
baba, they told me that i’ll be the greatest, ain’t too much around, uh
i been outside all summer, tryna grind all summer ’cause the mula won’t make it
i been with the tribe all summer, can’t divide, gotta make it multiply, gotta bring back
[chorus]
bukoo (bukoo)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i gotta bring back bukoo (bring it home, home)
bukoo (bukoo)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i gotta bring back bukoo
[verse]
when i stand on stage, hope your hand is raised
ain’t from atlanta but you know i’m from the land of the brave
troubled, stubborn, reb_ttal let a man bеhave
chasin’ cake on my plate, ’til i’m anniе mae
excuse my french, wu tang, crème brûlée
before the rise, many men, had to amputate
i’m animal, lion, can’t withstand the cage
i’m from the jungle where these p_ssies can’t relate, okay
rise in the east with the sun
i am one with the solar beam straight out the gun
at the bottom, it’s dark but i cannot succumb
i’m the light, i’m the spark on the strain on the blunt, uh, uh
momma your boaboa like bluffin’ bidness
free the gang out the chain, i don’t cuff no b_tches
pot now boilin’, i’m tryna bring up the village
runnin’ up the digits, tell ’em, “give me the cash, cash, cash, cash”
tell ’em, “give me the cash, cash, cash, cash”
momma your boaboa like bluffin’ bidness
when your general troops gonna clutch the pistol
f_ck the system, f_ck forgiveness
it’s vendetta, they’ll never destruct the mission like
[pre_chorus]
momma, they told me that i wouldn’t make it, but look at me now (look at me now), woo
baba, they told me that i’ll be the greatest, ain’t too much around (too much around), uh, uh
i been outside all summer, tryna grind all summer ’cause the mula won’t make it
i been with the tribe all summer, can’t divide, gotta make it multiply, gotta bring back
[chorus]
bukoo (bukoo)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i gotta bring back bukoo (bring it home, home)
bukoo (bukoo)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i put my hand in that fufu (fufu)
i gotta bring back bukoo
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