Bubba Man Lyrics By Real Boston Richey
Can’t say I’m the man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I don’t love a ***, I only got love for the China Man
Emilio Pucci scarf wrapped ’round my head just like the ***
I told my hitter I’ma keep his pocket full, just keep that cutter sprayin’
I told that ***, this *** here on the floor, I ain’t yo’ other man
And yo’ *** good, but I’ma keep on cheatin’, you don’t understand
All these choices that I got, why the *** I’ma be yo’ man?
You don’t understand, ***, I’ma pay to *** on you and yo’ 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’ *** weren’t even my plans
Posted up in that dugout, out there trappin’ nicks of *** and sand
I got that type of money that make a faithful *** go leave her man
I got that type of money I *** her raw, she want me to leave it in
She wanted to get an abortion,had to shoot a *** a couple grand
I treat my *** right, *** ’em good, and then I tuck ’em in
I don’t got to drop a song again, I’m still gettin’ them Bubbas in
Hm, the Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I don’t got to make a song again, I’m gettin’ them Bubbas in
Hm, the Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I don’t love a ***, but I got love for the China man
Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I can’t hang with shooters, rather go hang with my Bubba friends
Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I could beat yo’ ticket, you just gotta tell me what you payin’
And, uh, I need a Vert, the sun was comin’ in
If you trappin’ Bubba and you from Florida, then you bumpin’ this
Hit that ***, I whip up FIJI water, the fiends love this ***
Train my young *** to swing that cutter, I got handy mans
I be on that pimpin’ ***, ’cause, baby, I’m a lady’s man
Niggas can’t even afford to buy a Benz, how you gonna spin a bend?
They do what I say so, Boston, he that ***’ man (Uh-huh)
Give me Peso, ***, I need a hundred bands
Hm, the Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I don’t got to make a song again, I’m gettin’ them Bubbas in
Hm, the Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I don’t love a ***, but I got love for the China man
Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I can’t hang with shooters, rather go hang with my Bubba friends
Bubba Man, ***, I’m the Bubba Man
I could beat yo’ ticket, you just gotta tell me what you payin’
Uh, I don’t hang with shooters, ***, I rather hang with my Bubba friends
