Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bruh Bruh, artist - Obie Trice. Album song The Hangover, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Record label: Black Market Entertainment
Song language: English
Bruh Bruh |
Bruh |
Bruh |
Rolling with my entourage (my entourage) |
In my garage (my garage) |
On our way to Mariott (Mariott) |
Got this little wanna give me massage (massage) |
Ménage à trois with a boss like mwah (like me) |
Riding like the mafia, leaving the opera (yeah) |
He close like binoculars she need me on top of her |
Or could it be I’m popular or either I’m opposite of these nigga’s that be |
flocking her |
Potting me bruh |
Pockets full of profit I’m an oceanographer (swim) |
Swimming in women Obie not eating Talopia (hold up) |
Not even if she on her knees gobbler |
Eating Obie’s thermometer |
Imma drawn the line, carpenter (that's me) |
Monitor her, if she obviously honorary |
Imma delete and copy the girl |
Find another follower who hair longer than |
Who goes by the motto she’s a swallower bruh (yessir) |
Bruh bruh |
(Wait a minute! You mean to tell me you ain’t gonna eat this pussy those big |
ass lips?) |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(See I don’t mind deep throating that dick but you gonna have to eat this pussy |
though) |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(I mean like what the fuck you got me fucked up you gonna eat this pussy Obie |
Trice) |
Bruh |
Bruh bruh |
Uh nuh, I don’t pay no attention to her |
She ain’t in to what I’m in to I’m dismissing the girl |
Too many bitches on my hit list to be listenin' to ya |
You ain’t feelin' what I’m spittin' I’ll just hit you with the |
Bruh |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
Bruh |
Nigga please you can leave, and don’t forget your motherfucking keys |
Biatch! |
(Fuck that nigga Obie man, when I see that motherfucker Imma fuck that nigga up |
man) |
Bruh |
(Fuck his bitch ass) |
Bruh bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(Imma put a slug right in the middle of his motherfucking forehead, bitch nigga) |
Rolling with my rocket launch |
For Antwon (Antwon) |
Wanna take me out my mind (nigga) |
He a lil scary, tryna catch me behind (oh shit) |
Blind side, a fly guy like I (like me) |
Riding like the mafia, put two in the top of ya |
The executioner, I ain’t talking the wrestler (ugh ugh) |
Oh what a mess for ya, put you in the casket uh |
You’re wearing a catheter, like it’s a new fashion ba |
My killers ain’t amateur I come for you and your family bruh (that's right) |
It never matter when you insist to be challenger |
The chopper go clap (clap clap) |
Collateral damage you off the planet when we send you out of space |
Gallagher |
Dropping them tracks while nigga’s dropping they soap |
That’s a life behind bars my nigga’s losing they hope |
Then they fronting on O, that’s mean they need intervention |
That’s when the Desert Eagle send his soul on a mission, bruh |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(What? I ain’t even understand what the fuck you just said nigga) |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(Fuck you nigga) |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(Fuck you nigga I never liked you never will nigga) |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
(And when I see you Imma do something to you, Obie Trice) |
Bruh |
Ugh nuh, I don’t pay no attention to nigga’s |
I pop the clip in, take out his liver |
Mean’s he on a trip then, he no longer here with us |
And it’s all cause his temper now he ain’t here to remember |
I said |
Bruh |
Bruh |
Bruh Bruh |
Bruh |
Nigga please |
I drop you to your motherfucking knees |
Biatch |