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Daniel The Jo – Bro Bamba Lyrics

Jacob!
Yuh!

I got bros
Callin' but I don't have a phone
Hey man can I borrow your phone
I be callin' my mom to take me home
I be callin' but she won't pick up the phone

Jacob West
I ain't a mother frickin' joke
Jacob West
Eatin' lunch all alone
You freak around and I'll say yo
Yo! Yo!

'Cause I got bros
Callin' but I don't have a phone
Hey man can I borrow your phone
I be callin' my mom to take me home
I still be callin' but she won't pick up the phone

Jacob West
Kinda fresh on the low

Young Jacob West
And I'm gettin' called a snitch
See how I thot it
I said please don't smoke that "mitch"
See me on the web
And I really be on, on Twitch
It really be straight happenin'
All the men they see me
When they see me when they see me they be poopin'
I'm the best hug-dealin' fella' come and get it
Young Jacob West I'm like the frickin' Green Goblin
Goblin!

'Cause I got bros
Callin' but I don't have a phone
Hey man can I borrow your phone
I be callin' my mom to take me home
I still be callin' but she won't pick up the phone

Jacob West
Ain't a mother frickin' joke
Thanks man, I'm gonna call my mom
Thanks man, she said she's on her way
Way! Yuh!
Thanks man, I'm gonna go away
Bye guys
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