Real Boston Richey – Braggin’ Rights Lyrics

Braggin’ Rights Lyrics by Real Boston Richey

[Intro]
(Ayo, run it up, Rami)
I wanna fuck
Let me see that pussy
You know I got you ice cream?
Man, let me see that pussy, man
Uh, uh
You ain’t gon’ let me see the pussy?
That’s all you care about? (Andree, run it up)
Bye
You got me fucked up
That’s all you care about is pussy
Nah
Boy, that bitch do not fuck you, for real
Ayy, man, what’s up?

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, they want braggin’ rights, I don’t need no help
I keep my game tight, I stay down, run it up by myself
I’m a player, baby, so don’t play with me, better watch your step
Got a habit of fuckin’ bitches over, ho, feel this pain I felt
Got a habit of fuckin’ bitches over, can’t give no bitch my heart
Won’t let the bitch know I know she cheatin’, nigga, I play my part
Won’t let the bitch know whenever I’m leavin’, bitch, I play it smart
And she gon’ hidе when she be chеatin’, but I’ma up the charts
Nigga, I’ma up the score

[Verse 1]
Trappin’ dope from coast to coast
Don’t need a bitch, I’ll leave a ho
I take that back, only time I need a bitch to drive the dope
Gangster bitch, straight up out the projects, swear you can’t hide the ho
Put up bitch, gotta tell a bitch, “Come outside some more”
I’m on that shit, I serve a nigga ass right up outside the store
Nigga don’t know my plug, nigga, I get my Bubs from Idaho
Forever do her wrong, how I growed up, nigga, we don’t idol hoes
These new niggas different, how they growed up, nigga, they’ll slime the bros
I was taught when you meet a bitch, wine and dine the ho
If that’s your main bitch, when you fuck her, slow stroke the ho
Finesse your main bitch, give her free game, we don’t dope the ho
I’ll hand a nigga the blick when it’s up like, “Need a ‘Port to smoke?”
Uh, jumped off in the water, I was the only nigga that finessed the ropes
Hit him in his head like he just asked for a vest to hold
Leave a bitch dead, I can’t lie, I invest in hoes
You heard what I said, the pussy good if she a messy ho

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, they want braggin’ rights, I don’t need no help
I keep my game tight, I stay down, run it up by myself
I’m a player, baby, so don’t play with me, better watch your step
Got a habit of fuckin’ bitches over, ho, feel this pain I felt
Got a habit of fuckin’ bitches over, can’t give no bitch my heart
Won’t let the bitch know I know she cheatin’, nigga, I play my part
Won’t let the bitch know whenever I’m leavin’, bitch, I play it smart
And she gon’ hide when she be cheatin’, but I’ma up the charts
Nigga, I’ma up the score
[Verse 2]
Every day, fuck different hoes, switch a bitch up every show
Treat a bitch like Pastor Troy, but, baby, I ain’t your average Joe
She be tryna eat it right after she eat it, she ain’t your average ho
Hate a nigga be talkin’ all that shit, but still be lackin’ though
I don’t say nothin’ when these niggas be talkin’, I’m ready for action though
I play hot potato with these bitches, I’ma pass your ho
Say I love a bitch, but truth be told, I just be mackin’ though
If this rappin’ don’t go how I planned it, I’ma be right back trappin’ though

[Chorus]
Uh, uh, hey want braggin’ rights, I don’t need no help
I keep my game tight, I stay down, run it up by myself
I’m a player, baby, so don’t play with me, better watch your step
Got a habit of fuckin’ bitches over, ho, feel this pain I felt
Got a habit of fuckin’ bitches over, can’t give no bitch my heart
Won’t let the bitch know I know she cheatin’, nigga, I play my part
Won’t let the bitch know whenever I’m leavin’, bitch, I play it smart
And she gon’ hide when she be cheatin’, but I’ma up the charts
Nigga, I’ma up the score

[Outro]
Like, fuck you mean though?
I’m finna unblock you though
You already unblocked me
No, I didn’t, finna unblock you, I need to have one of them—
So you finna knock my ass off and block me again? You know how childish that is?
Yeah, but I’m finna unblock you, I need to have one of them pictures soon as I unblock you
Bye
You need to grow up