Bobby Brown (Explicit)
Belly"Bobby Brown (Explicit)" is a song by Belly, released in 2017 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:42 long and contains 61 lines and 521 words.
Lyrics
0:00Bobby Brown (Clean) - Belly (比利)
0:02Yeah hold up yeah
0:11Yeah fightin' for the '98 now I'm in that 2 percent
0:14Flashbacks to '02 R Kelly in the news again
0:17Hopin' it's confusion I can't afford to lose again
0:20Real life no Superman that's why the villains usually win
0:23They just want our soul so I get home and pop some Luther in
0:26Rappin' on a Sunday dirty looks from all the Lutherans
0:29Check my net worth I don't need the network
0:32I'm burnin' holes in my thousand dollar sweatshirt
0:35Turnin' hoes into thousand dollar experts
0:38If you hatin' suck a dick until your neck hurt
0:41She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
0:44Devil tried to buy my soul but it's too expensive
0:48She said that money was a new religion
0:50Paper multiplyin' we don't do division
0:54I used to ride the bus without a bus pass
0:56Now I tell a b**ch to ride the moustache
0:59Like Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
1:02Devil tried to buy my soul
1:04She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
1:07Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive
1:10Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference
1:13Now my sh*t hittin' I'm the one you missin'
1:16She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
1:19Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive
1:22Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference
1:25Now my sh*t hittin' I'm the one you missin'
1:28I'm way too old for new love
1:30I'm chasin' new bucks
1:31Plus my heart too cold for Nubuck
1:33You hoes should suit up
1:34Swear this sh*t is like a new drug
1:36And I'm the new plug
1:37Flow so d**e that you could shoot up
1:38Stay low and move up
1:40And my drop sh*t pop I'm too clutch
1:41I'm takin' too much
1:43Pull up with that who been gassin' you up
1:46B**ch you supposed to hold me down
1:48What's been holdin' you up
1:49Either way I don't give two f**ks you ain't worth two nuts
1:52Sam told me so much Diddy told me no rush
1:55No luck sorry Puff I'm in Ferraris doin' donuts
1:58This feelin' got me so numb
1:59XO the clique they won't touch
2:01Yeah MCM can't touch the water he might f**k his gold up
2:04Hold up there's love inside this Styrofoam cup
2:07I been runnin' through your mind and that's what f**ked my soul up
2:10Smokin' like I ain't got no lungs I started so young
2:13College b**ches goin' so dumb suck my dick like no gums
2:15She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
2:19Devil tried to buy my soul
2:21She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
2:24Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive
2:27Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference
2:30Now my sh*t hittin' I'm the one you missin'
2:33She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions
2:36Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive
2:39Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference
2:42Now my sh*t hittin'
Bobby Brown (Clean) - Belly (比利) Yeah hold up yeah Yeah fightin' for the '98 now I'm in that 2 percent Flashbacks to '02 R Kelly in the news again Hopin' it's confusion I can't afford to lose again Real life no Superman that's why the villains usually win They just want our soul so I get home and pop some Luther in Rappin' on a Sunday dirty looks from all the Lutherans Check my net worth I don't need the network I'm burnin' holes in my thousand dollar sweatshirt Turnin' hoes into thousand dollar experts If you hatin' suck a dick until your neck hurt She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul but it's too expensive She said that money was a new religion Paper multiplyin' we don't do division I used to ride the bus without a bus pass Now I tell a b**ch to ride the moustache Like Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference Now my sh*t hittin' I'm the one you missin' She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference Now my sh*t hittin' I'm the one you missin' I'm way too old for new love I'm chasin' new bucks Plus my heart too cold for Nubuck You hoes should suit up Swear this sh*t is like a new drug And I'm the new plug Flow so d**e that you could shoot up Stay low and move up And my drop sh*t pop I'm too clutch I'm takin' too much Pull up with that who been gassin' you up B**ch you supposed to hold me down What's been holdin' you up Either way I don't give two f**ks you ain't worth two nuts Sam told me so much Diddy told me no rush No luck sorry Puff I'm in Ferraris doin' donuts This feelin' got me so numb XO the clique they won't touch Yeah MCM can't touch the water he might f**k his gold up Hold up there's love inside this Styrofoam cup I been runnin' through your mind and that's what f**ked my soul up Smokin' like I ain't got no lungs I started so young College b**ches goin' so dumb suck my dick like no gums She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference Now my sh*t hittin' I'm the one you missin' She on that Bobby Brown I'm coppin' new editions Devil tried to buy my soul my sh*t was too expensive Lately I ain't been myself but you can't tell the difference Now my sh*t hittin'
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