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Jon H. Bravo - '96 Lyrics



Jon H. Bravo - '96 Lyrics




Yea
Yea yea
Bravo LaFlare
Swoletoven
Mhm Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo

Feel like big Gucci in this bitch
Yea
Let 'em know Swole

She like my hardtop vert
Cuz she just lost her skirt
She feeling Bravo LaFlare
Cuz she just popped a perc
Pinkies high in the air
I make that bih go to work
She suck me up with my ice on
Cuz that bih like to slurp
Skrt off to the telly after the concert
I'm counting up until my fingers and my palms hurt
On the beach with palm trees smoking the finest purp
This young nigga so wavy I can walk on water
If I meet Barrack Obama Ima f*ck his daughter
If I was old enough for B she wouldn't be a Carter
I need my cash up front bitch I a'int gone barter
If that money talking funny Ima grab the chopper

If she wanna smoke we blowing
If she wanna drink we pouring
If she wanna pop we rolling
If she wanna hoe she hoeing
White girl in the crib I just call her token
When she go black she a'int going back cuz that's the motion

Like my nigga Wop said gotta run this shit back twice
Getting high and taking flights
They try and keep up but not quite
Feeling like '96 how these bitches blowing kisses
She loving on us niggas
God Y we getting Benjamins
You know what the difference is
We the realest and y'all fake with it
Subtract the hate to get great and it is what it is
Young real niggas from the bottom
Nigga just like you
Bravo LaFlare and Swoletoven
Nigga this is track two
Ooh

Yea
Yea yea
Bravo LaFlare
Swoletoven
Mhm Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo

Feel like big Gucci in this bitch
Yea
Let 'em know Swole

She like my hardtop vert
Cuz she just lost her skirt
She feeling Bravo LaFlare
Cuz she just popped a perc
Pinkies high in the air
I make that bih go to work
She suck me up with my ice on
Cuz that bih like to slurp
Skrt off to the telly after the concert
I'm counting up until my fingers and my palms hurt
On the beach with palm trees smoking the finest purp
This young nigga so wavy I can walk on water
If I meet Barrack Obama Ima f*ck his daughter
If I was old enough for B she wouldn't be a Carter
I need my cash up front bitch I a'int gone barter
If that money talking funny Ima grab the chopper

If she wanna smoke we blowing
If she wanna drink we pouring
If she wanna pop we rolling
If she wanna hoe she hoeing
White girl in the crib I just call her token
When she go black she a'int going back cuz that's the motion

Like my nigga Wop said gotta run this shit back twice
Getting high and taking flights
They try and keep up but not quite
Feeling like '96 how these bitches blowing kisses
She loving on us niggas
God Y we getting Benjamins
You know what the difference is
We the realest and y'all fake with it
Subtract the hate to get great and it is what it is
Young real niggas from the bottom
Nigga just like you
Bravo LaFlare and Swoletoven
Nigga this is track two
Ooh
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Yea
Yea yea
Bravo LaFlare
Swoletoven
Mhm Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo

Feel like big Gucci in this bitch
Yea
Let 'em know Swole

She like my hardtop vert
Cuz she just lost her skirt
She feeling Bravo LaFlare
Cuz she just popped a perc
Pinkies high in the air
I make that bih go to work
She suck me up with my ice on
Cuz that bih like to slurp
Skrt off to the telly after the concert
I'm counting up until my fingers and my palms hurt
On the beach with palm trees smoking the finest purp
This young nigga so wavy I can walk on water
If I meet Barrack Obama Ima f*ck his daughter
If I was old enough for B she wouldn't be a Carter
I need my cash up front bitch I a'int gone barter
If that money talking funny Ima grab the chopper

If she wanna smoke we blowing
If she wanna drink we pouring
If she wanna pop we rolling
If she wanna hoe she hoeing
White girl in the crib I just call her token
When she go black she a'int going back cuz that's the motion

Like my nigga Wop said gotta run this shit back twice
Getting high and taking flights
They try and keep up but not quite
Feeling like '96 how these bitches blowing kisses
She loving on us niggas
God Y we getting Benjamins
You know what the difference is
We the realest and y'all fake with it
Subtract the hate to get great and it is what it is
Young real niggas from the bottom
Nigga just like you
Bravo LaFlare and Swoletoven
Nigga this is track two
Ooh

Yea
Yea yea
Bravo LaFlare
Swoletoven
Mhm Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo Bravo

Feel like big Gucci in this bitch
Yea
Let 'em know Swole

She like my hardtop vert
Cuz she just lost her skirt
She feeling Bravo LaFlare
Cuz she just popped a perc
Pinkies high in the air
I make that bih go to work
She suck me up with my ice on
Cuz that bih like to slurp
Skrt off to the telly after the concert
I'm counting up until my fingers and my palms hurt
On the beach with palm trees smoking the finest purp
This young nigga so wavy I can walk on water
If I meet Barrack Obama Ima f*ck his daughter
If I was old enough for B she wouldn't be a Carter
I need my cash up front bitch I a'int gone barter
If that money talking funny Ima grab the chopper

If she wanna smoke we blowing
If she wanna drink we pouring
If she wanna pop we rolling
If she wanna hoe she hoeing
White girl in the crib I just call her token
When she go black she a'int going back cuz that's the motion

Like my nigga Wop said gotta run this shit back twice
Getting high and taking flights
They try and keep up but not quite
Feeling like '96 how these bitches blowing kisses
She loving on us niggas
God Y we getting Benjamins
You know what the difference is
We the realest and y'all fake with it
Subtract the hate to get great and it is what it is
Young real niggas from the bottom
Nigga just like you
Bravo LaFlare and Swoletoven
Nigga this is track two
Ooh
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Writer: Jonathon Hollins, Shawn Lynch
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