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Johnny Bravo Video (MV)




Performed By: Prodigy Prince
Language: English
Length: 2:30
Written by: Jayden Nunez




Prodigy Prince - Johnny Bravo Lyrics




Flexin' on the ladies, yeah, just call me Johnny Bravo
I destroy the rap, create the art like I'm picasso
If he got a problem, beat his ass with my zapato
Niggas call me teacher, teach your sensei like Minato
Imma keep on grinding 'til my face is on a magazine
I don't take no mids, lil bitch, I be shooting threes
When I'm in the bag, turn the mic, for some clarity
I get what I like, shit I might cop me a pair of these
Never catch me working at a job, working 9 to 5
I don't chase no ass, I'm a titties type of guy
I be showing up to class, but it's never on my mind

Guarantee they running back, when the numbers start to rise
I just notice all these niggas fight for pussy all the time
But I'll only raise a finger if it's money on the line
Niggas worship the pussy like it's Jesus on a shrine
Only thing I care about is if my brothers doing fine
Watching me in 3 dimensions like a picture of a square
If you do me wrong, I'll treat you like you wasn't even there
Last time, I trust a bitch she told me love was in the air
Ever since then I had to learn that life is never fair
I ain't got no time for breaks, 'cause I'm always on a mission
I don't need no one to tell me how to indicate decisions
You rely on the weapons, guess you need some ammunition
'Cause it's Prince on the way, obliterate the competition
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Flexin' on the ladies, yeah, just call me Johnny Bravo
I destroy the rap, create the art like I'm picasso
If he got a problem, beat his ass with my zapato
Niggas call me teacher, teach your sensei like Minato
Imma keep on grinding 'til my face is on a magazine
I don't take no mids, lil bitch, I be shooting threes
When I'm in the bag, turn the mic, for some clarity
I get what I like, shit I might cop me a pair of these
Never catch me working at a job, working 9 to 5
I don't chase no ass, I'm a titties type of guy
I be showing up to class, but it's never on my mind

Guarantee they running back, when the numbers start to rise
I just notice all these niggas fight for pussy all the time
But I'll only raise a finger if it's money on the line
Niggas worship the pussy like it's Jesus on a shrine
Only thing I care about is if my brothers doing fine
Watching me in 3 dimensions like a picture of a square
If you do me wrong, I'll treat you like you wasn't even there
Last time, I trust a bitch she told me love was in the air
Ever since then I had to learn that life is never fair
I ain't got no time for breaks, 'cause I'm always on a mission
I don't need no one to tell me how to indicate decisions
You rely on the weapons, guess you need some ammunition
'Cause it's Prince on the way, obliterate the competition
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Writer: Jayden Nunez
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