Yeah... ay yo Jungle... ay yo Wiz...
Come on man... Lets do this
Its a Braveheart party yall
Cmon
Throw your hands up cuz we wanna dance
Dont be afraid just take a chance
Cuz this beat will rock your body
Get up on the floor and party
Now yall tell me what yall wanna do
Thinkin while I have a drink or two
Throw your hands up everybody
Get up on the floor and party
I move at night, respect my gangsta
Ready for whatever you bring, the mood is right
The club is righteous, tight with family
Squeezin on big old bubbles with no panties
Ladies whos sexually free
And once in a while live on the wild side, kinky & nasty
Middle fingers up and say "Fuck the world"
Throw your hands up, they cant fuck with you girl
And my fellas, two time felons, two nine tote and lethal
Quick to leave you wide open, if you gettin tore down
Blowin a blunt cloud, and the DJs makin you feel thugged out
Put yo hands up
I pull in a V12 drop all red
Look at ma with that cat paw tat oner leg
Come here girl can I kiss you, let me lick you
Show you what your body made for, youre official
You could be my baby mama lookin like that
What you drink, champagne or Cognac
What you like dancin diamonds, Dolce Gabbana
Fendi, Louis Vuitton, Gucci and Prada
A nigga like Jungle to always come thru
Shine in yo hood whenever the fuck you want to
Cause Ima B.R.A.V., E.H.E.A.R.T. from QB
Putem up...
Party all night (Party all night)
Lets drink, no fights (Lets drink, no fights)
Party all night (Whachu wan do?)
Lets drink, no fights (Drink up...cmon, yeah, yeah...)
Im blaze, haze for days
Blackout thinkin of ways to get paid
Mac out corner I got its all laid
Shorty, with a nice round ass in my face
Now do she want me to touch her?
Or do she want me to see?
Fuck is she comin wit me
A true BHG Wiz, not complex
Chin checks if it get hectic
Nigga Braveheart respected
Get bent at the bar, talk shit, walk it
And if I cant talk it, the false big cop a case
Im here to blaze, roll up a dutch and take it to the face
Throw yo hands up
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