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Raq Baby - Hubba Bubba Man Lyrics

[Intro]
Come on (I love you, Mari)
(Wintr)
Yeah
Huh, yeah, huh, huh, yeah
(Roll up another one, Joshh)

[Chorus]
Every day, countin' these fuckin' bands, they still comin' in
Got a bankroll too damn thick, bust out the rubber band, huh
On my birthday, have a threesome, call 'em double friends, huh
Flavors comin' in, I'm the Hubba Bubba man, huh
I ain't tryna ride in that Bentley coupe, I pull up Cullinan
My dog done killed a lot of people, still won't turn him in, huh
We go broke, we pull a kick door, got a ho, what I need a bitch for?
Want us raisin' hell and droppin' shells because his bitch goin'

[Verse]
Hell yeah, yeah, huh, keep goin'
Opps tryna slow me down just like a snail, but I'ma keep goin'
And I'm geeked goin'
I cannot get high with him 'cause hе ain't pink pourin'
I know Rick, I got a lot of them, I got on pink Owens
Seen blue lights, I burnt a lot of thеm, you see the Jeeps goin'
Mister known for scorin' on all them, bitch, I'm LeBron
Gotta keep your blick, whenever I'm walkin', I'm on D
I'ma up and give 'em six, nigga, ain't no walkin' up on me
Type to pop up in your dream, nigga, ain't no talkin' up on me
Bring my name up in the street just for all them to see
Whenever these fuck niggas go down, they gon' be callin' up on me
Whenever they call, we up on beat
[Chorus]
Every day, countin' these fuckin' bands, they still comin' in
Got a bankroll too damn thick, bust out the rubber band, huh
On my birthday, have a threesome, call 'em double friends, huh
Flavors comin' in, I'm the Hubba Bubba man, huh
I ain't tryna ride in that Bentley coupe, I pull up Cullinan
My dog done killed a lot of people, still won't turn him in, huh
We go broke, we pull a kick door, got a ho, what I need a bitch for?
Want us raisin' hell and droppin' shells because his bitch goin'