Chef Boyerdee - Johnny Bravo Lyrics

I got this friend that thinks he's The man
And everytime he go out he be Striking constantly
But he won't accept it, he Just Swears its them its not him
He be saying shit like

I'm Flexin on theses hoes like I'm Johnny Bravo
I'm Blasting all my jams, I'll Make your head f*ckin bobble
I'm Livin life fast, pulling back On the throttle
We Drinkin grey goose, til we Empty the bottle

I'm Flexin on theses hoes like I'm Johnny Bravo
I'm Blasting all my jams, I'll Make your head f*ckin bobble
I'm Livin life fast, pulling back On the throttle
We Drinkin grey goose, til we Empty the bottle

My My My boy hit the bar with Some toxic masculinity
Black shirt, shades, and jeans Johnny Bravo swag infinity
He thinks he's gonna holla but He doesn't realize
Pickup lines don't get you Between a girls thighs
I can see him strikin out all over The place
He swings for home runs but Hasn't even been on base
He won't shut up about guns, Cars, and possessions
No girls are interested and he Hasn't learned his lesson
He made a sexist joke and a gurl Called him rude
Brushed it off "I could've Smashed if I wanted to"
He thinks he's just confident but He's super cocky
Really he's just insecure with Emotions so rocky
He feigns like he's the man he Never really emotes
When it comes to one night Stands, he swears he's the goat
Hitting on girls was never really His niche
If they turn him down he'll say "It's because she's a bitch"

I'm Flexin on theses hoes like I'm Johnny Bravo
I'm Blasting all my jams, I'll Make your head f*ckin bobble
I'm Livin life fast, pulling back On the throttle
We Drinkin grey goose, til we Empty the bottle

I'm Flexin on theses hoes like I'm Johnny Bravo
I'm Blasting all my jams, I'll Make your head f*ckin bobble
I'm Livin life fast, pulling back On the throttle
We Drinkin grey goose, til we Empty the bottle

Don't take my kindness for Weakness it's only truth when I Speak it
Like a pastor I'll preach this and Say it to ya no sneak diss
You need to stop freakin and Stop all this tweakin
Keep up the Johnny bravo swag And no girls will be leakin
And you'll end up being the old Man alone at the bar
Creeping around payin girls, still Not gettin far
If you gotta pay a girl to hang Out with you your sad
I don't care if you're in a frat, so Shut up chad and brad
If it's merit based love and you Gotta flex a status
You won't feel the real deal and You'll cheat as an apparatus
I wouldn't want a status girl that Only cares about money
I only want a girl that makes all Of my days feel lucky
So let's be better gentlemen and Show some respect
And let's treat girls like humans And not somethin we collect
And if you assault a lady just Know that your next
Cause time is up dick, creepy Men we resent

I'm Flexin on theses hoes like I'm Johnny Bravo
I'm Blasting all my jams, I'll Make your head f*ckin bobble
I'm Livin life fast, pulling back On the throttle
We Drinkin grey goose, til we Empty the bottle

I'm Flexin on theses hoes like I'm Johnny Bravo
I'm Blasting all my jams, I'll Make your head f*ckin bobble
I'm Livin life fast, pulling back On the throttle
We Drinkin grey goose, til we Empty the bottle

He won't
Get it get it get it get it get it one Time
He won't
Get it get it get it get it get it two Times
He won't
Get it get it get it get it get it Three times
He sends her another text but She won't reply

He won't
Get it get it get it get it get it one Time
He won't
Get it get it get it get it get it two Times
He won't
Get it get it get it get it get it Three times
He sends her another text but She won't reply

It's basically because like, ya Know, she gave him a fake Number