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Timothy Bright - bruce (feat. awfulmane & dene) Lyrics




Me and bro steppin like Batman and Robin
Watch da hoe fly man they steady just flockin
Callin up bro and he talkin bout dockin
Stay in the back man it look like I'm stockin
Way dat I walk in she say that I'm cocky
If she break my heart you know that I'm blockin
I'm up wit Dene on Discord we locked in
Think that you it lil nigga you not him
Nigga you not him yo mama raised a hoe
Lil nigga you not Tim asking for beat like nope
I'm sliding around on the beat like I'm children
She wanna f*ck man she know what I'm wieldin
Sippin on blue shit look like I'm shieldin
I'm in the back I perform behind buildings

Told her mom about me now her mama do not like me hoe
She said, "awf you terrible you nasty yeah you slimy hoe"
I don't give no f*ck I got the villains right beside me hoe
I be off that flower with my brother like I'm Mario

She wanna love me lil shawty can't handle that
Flip on the beat like a muhf*ckin acrobat
Step in that bitch like a viking got battle axe
I take her down in the back of her Cadillac
Back of the Cadillac beatin them doonies
She like that I'm built just like Eugenia Cooney
She like that I'm skinny
Know what she assuming
Playin that shit got the whole planet booming

And she stay with me
Ain't a woman I can't handle man I'll always stay discreet
He could never hold a candle if he battling with me
You should settle
If she a classy why the f*ck she got the lobster?
Aye why this nigga pissed?
Cause his bitch be on my roster
And you ain't running shit
Aye that nigga ain't no boss bruh,
That nigga wanted beef I had to cook him up like pasta
Penne alla vodka
Penne alla vodka

I heard you were a cur for the bird is it true?
Yeah I heard you never learned the word no in your youth
Pockets deep window open when you sleep here's the proof
Dene creep into your room just to loom over you

(Eyeball bloodshot red as hell)
(Eyeball bloodshot red as hell)
(Eyeball bloodshot red as hell)
(Eyeball bloodshot) Slideville
(Ready to pull the cap quick)
(Ready to snap ready to snap)
Where's Timothy at? (Ready to snap)
Where's Timothy at? (Ready to snap)
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Me and bro steppin like Batman and Robin
Watch da hoe fly man they steady just flockin
Callin up bro and he talkin bout dockin
Stay in the back man it look like I'm stockin
Way dat I walk in she say that I'm cocky
If she break my heart you know that I'm blockin
I'm up wit Dene on Discord we locked in
Think that you it lil nigga you not him
Nigga you not him yo mama raised a hoe
Lil nigga you not Tim asking for beat like nope
I'm sliding around on the beat like I'm children
She wanna f*ck man she know what I'm wieldin
Sippin on blue shit look like I'm shieldin
I'm in the back I perform behind buildings

Told her mom about me now her mama do not like me hoe
She said, "awf you terrible you nasty yeah you slimy hoe"
I don't give no f*ck I got the villains right beside me hoe
I be off that flower with my brother like I'm Mario

She wanna love me lil shawty can't handle that
Flip on the beat like a muhf*ckin acrobat
Step in that bitch like a viking got battle axe
I take her down in the back of her Cadillac
Back of the Cadillac beatin them doonies
She like that I'm built just like Eugenia Cooney
She like that I'm skinny
Know what she assuming
Playin that shit got the whole planet booming

And she stay with me
Ain't a woman I can't handle man I'll always stay discreet
He could never hold a candle if he battling with me
You should settle
If she a classy why the f*ck she got the lobster?
Aye why this nigga pissed?
Cause his bitch be on my roster
And you ain't running shit
Aye that nigga ain't no boss bruh,
That nigga wanted beef I had to cook him up like pasta
Penne alla vodka
Penne alla vodka

I heard you were a cur for the bird is it true?
Yeah I heard you never learned the word no in your youth
Pockets deep window open when you sleep here's the proof
Dene creep into your room just to loom over you

(Eyeball bloodshot red as hell)
(Eyeball bloodshot red as hell)
(Eyeball bloodshot red as hell)
(Eyeball bloodshot) Slideville
(Ready to pull the cap quick)
(Ready to snap ready to snap)
Where's Timothy at? (Ready to snap)
Where's Timothy at? (Ready to snap)
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Writer: GRAHAM CHAPMAN, JOHN CLEESE, TERRY GILLIAM, ERIC IDLE, TERRY JONES, MICHAEL EDWARD PALIN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, O/B/O DistroKid


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