Brianna Perry - Jungle Lyrics
[Verse 1]Live from the Bad ***** HeadquartersBirthin’ these hoes, I’ve got four daughtersI’m the realest, what I got to show for it?Let Jesus take the wheel and I chauffeur itPeter Piper picked Perry to pushBut I’m the shit, no spake or flushAnd I don’t mean to be over they headsWhen I’m spittin’ the verses like I’m bunkin’ their bedsBoss – I could put you life on standbyDon’t need security, I move like a samuraiBroke and envious, they lookin’ with the green eyeI don’t roll up, but I aim highPaparazzi, that’s what the fame buySuited for the game, but it’s no tie[Hook]Reportin’ live from the jungleNow how many real hoes wanna rumble?Reportin’ live from the jungleNow how many real hoes wanna rumble?Wanna rumble with the B, huh? Huh? Huh?Wanna rumble with the B, huh? Huh? Huh?[Verse 2]Never stop – never foldCan’t school me with financial holdsI was bumpin’ Ether, I was coppin’ HovIt’s my time, so I’m clockin’ hoesYou can only do what I let youWho the ***** are you to say I never impressed you?Filthy mouth, need potty trainin’I’m into something, could tell from my body languageAnybody could get it, ask PacquiaoOn the hunt for the crown, *****es better bow down‘Cause I’m only 21 with a hell of a styleI’m in the bank – you in denialI’m too nice to ever play niceGive advice, look at the bigger picture, not the likesIf your nigga a hoe, then you a dykeI’m provocative but they don’t wanna fight[Hook]Reportin’ live from the jungleNow how many real hoes wanna rumble?Reportin’ live from the jungleNow how many real hoes wanna rumble?Wanna rumble with the B, huh? Huh? Huh?Wanna rumble with the B, huh? Huh? Huh?[Verse 3]My appearance don’t need no clearanceGood credit, nothin’ in the name of my parentsCheck my balance, check my meritsI can’t be broke, like 7 (divide that)Get pampered, mani’ and a pedi’Keep yourself together, ***** that’s pettyI can’t socialize with chicks that’s pettyFine women like me, I ain’t plentyAin’t many, my ego ain’t miniOld heads stingy, respect gotta give meRap finicky, too many gimmickyI just put the words to the beat but I ain’t industryI ain’t industry…Spit the words to the beat, but I ain’t industry[Hook]Reportin’ live from the jungleNow how many real hoes wanna rumble?Reportin’ live from the jungleNow how many real hoes wanna rumble?Wanna rumble with the B, huh? Huh? Huh?Wanna rumble with the B, huh? Huh? Huh?[Outro]This is not a testIf you aggie, then get at meI double dare you (this shit is classic)Big Oprah couldn’t pay you to do it
