Bubba Man Songtext
von Real Boston Richey

Taliban
Uh, uh, uh

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 a Taliban
I told my youngin Imma keep his pockets full, just keep that cutter sprayin′
I told that, "This shit here on the floor, I ain′t your other man
And your good, but I'ma keep on cheatin′, you don't understand
All these choices that I got, why the f- I′ma be your man?
You don't understand, Imma pay to on you and your 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' s- wasn′t even my plans
Posted up in the dugout, out there trappin′ nicks of weed and sand
I got that type of money that make a faithful go leave her man
I got that type of monеy, I f- her raw, she want me to lеave it in
She wouldn't 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 gotta drop a song again, I'm still gettin′ them Bubbas in


Huh, the Bubba man, I'm the Bubba man (the Bubba man, I'm the Bubba man)
I don′t gotta make a song again, I′m gettin' them Bubbas in
Huh, the Bubba man, I′m the Bubba man
I don't love a, but I got love for the Chinaman
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 your ticket, you just gotta tell me what you payin'

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
Pay my young to swing that cutter, I got handymen
I be on that pimpin′ cause, baby, I'm a ladies′ man
Can't even afford to buy a Benz, how you gon′ spin a bin?
They do what I say so, Boston, he that man
Huh, give me Peso, I need a hundred bands

Huh, the Bubba man, I'm the Bubba man
I don't gotta make a song again, I′m gettin′ them Bubbas in
Huh, the Bubba man, I'm the Bubba man
I don′t love a, but I got love for the Chinaman
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 your ticket, you just gotta tell me what you payin′

Uh, I don't hang with shooters
I'd rather hang with my Bubba friends