Bruh Bruh Songtext
von Obie Trice

Bruh, bruh


Rollin′ with my entourage (My entourage)
Out my garage (Out my garage)
On our way to Marriott (Marriott)
Got this lil' Mary, wanna give me massage (Massage)
Ménage à trois with a boss like I (Like me)
Ride like the mafia, leavin′ the Opera (Yeah)
We close like binoculars, she need me on top of her (Fuck)
Or could it be I'm popular?
Or either I'm opposite of these niggas
That be flockin′ her (Don′t do that)
Flockin' her, pardon me, bruh
Pockets full of profit, I′m an oceanographer (Swim)
Swimmin' in women, Obie not eatin′ tilapia (Oh no)
Not even if she on her knees, gobbler
Eatin' Obie′s thermometer, I'ma draw the line, carpenter (See)
Monitor her (Ooh), if she obviously honoree (You honoree)
I'ma delete and copy the girl (Bye, bye)
Find another follower who hair longer than Polamalu
Who goes by the motto, "She′s a swallower," bruh (Yes sir)

Bruh, bruh bruh (Wait a minute, hold on)
Bruh (You mean to tell me you ain′t gon'
Eat this pussy with them big ass lips?)
Bruh (See, I don′t mind deepthroatin' that dick
But you gon′ have to eat this pussy though)
Bruh bruh (I mean, like, what the fuck? You got me fucked up)
Bruh (You gon' eat this pussy, Obie Trice)
Bruh

Uh-uh, I don′t pay no 'ttention to her
She ain't into what I′m into, I′m dismissin' a girl
Too many bitches on my hit list to be listenin′ to ya
You ain't feelin′ what I'm spittin′, I just hit you with the

Bruh, bruh, bruh bruh, bruh
Nigga, please, you can leave
And don't forget your motherfuckin' keys, biatch!


Fuck that nigga Obie, man
When I see that motherfucker, I′ma
I′ma fuck that nigga up, man (Bruh)
Fuck his bitch ass, I'ma put a motherfuckin′ slug (Bruh)
Right in the middle of his motherfuckin' forehead (Bruh bruh)
Bitch nigga

Rollin′ with my rocket launch (Pshew), for Antoine (Antoine)
Wanna take me out my mind (Nigga)
He a lil' scary, try to catch me behind (Oh shit)
Blindside a fly guy like I (Like me)
Ride like the mafia, put two in the top of ya (Blaow)
The executioner, I ain′t talkin' a wrestler (Uh uh)
I'll wear the mask for ya, put you in the casket, uh
You′re wearin′ a catheter like it's a new fashion, bruh (Woo)
My killers ain′t amateur, come for you
And your family, bruh (That's right)
It never matter when you insist to be challenger
That chopper gon′ clap (Click clack), collateral damage
You off the planet when we send you outer space, Galaga
Droppin' them tracks while niggas droppin′ they soap
That's the life behind bars, my niggas losin' they hope
Then they frontin′ on O, that mean they need intervention
That′s when that Desert Eagle send his soul on a mission

Bruh (What? Uh)
Bruh (I ain't even understand what the fuck you just said, nigga)
Bruh bruh (Fuck you, nigga)
Bruh (Fuck you, nigga)
Bruh (I never liked you, never will, nigga)
Bruh bruh (And when I see you, I′ma do somethin' to you)
Bruh bruh (Obie Trice)
Bruh

Uh-uh, I don′t pay no 'ttention to niggas
I pop the clip in, take out his liver
Means 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 dropped you to your motherfuckin′ knees, biatch!