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Jungle Bunny Lyrics Meanings
by Kele

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Jungle Bunny Lyrics

Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up

Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up

He's trying to run
He's trying to run, to outrun a gun
He's gone full Ye
And he's starting to feel
That shit might pop off
The police man said he'd been a fan
As he slapped the cuffs onto my wrist
The security did not fuck around
When they bounced my black ass from the club

So I will defy
I will defy and I will destroy
I will denounce
Shave my head to a number one
The airport feeding me a line
As they check all though my carry on
The shop clerk doesn't make a sound as
She watches me on CCTV

I came in all black
I came in all black to dead that
I'm cutting you off, child
I'm cutting you off, fact
So, I look my brother in the eye
But he stunts like he don't recognize
'Cause the big man's given him a prize
But, it's just a badge bro

So quit it with the coonery
The japes and the tomfoolery
Shucking and jiving in your video
Like no one was gonna know
You're fucking with a legacy
That's bigger than him
And it's bigger than me
From the playground gates to your estate
To the money I make

You go home to your home in Calabasas
With your wife and your kids
Safe in you knowledge on a gated street
Where life is sweet
But no-one looks like you

Why won't they let our children kick it?
It's the sign of the father's sin still sticking
If you play your cards right
I could put you on a flight
Homeboy's gonna get it (oh yeah!)

Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up

Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up
Better get your money up

Better get your money up So I will invest
I will invent and I will inform
I will buy land
I will put food in the children's mouths
When I look in the mirror I like what I see
I don't come for drama but it finds me
Turned half a mil to a 1.5
You don't need to hold your purse so tight

See, I believe in karma
So I pay my bills on time
Are you going to give me trouble?
I've heard about your kind
I keep my shit exclusive, I keep my circle tight
And if you front, I will drop you where you stand

So quit it with the coonery
The japes and the tomfoolery
Shucking and jiving in your video
Like no one was gonna know
You're fucking with a legacy
That's bigger than him
And it's bigger than me
From the playground gates to your estate
To the money I make

You go home to your home in Calabasas
With your wife and your kids
Safe in you knowledge on a gated street
Where life is sweet
But no-one looks like you

Why won't they let our children kick it?
It's the sign of the father's sin still sticking
If you play your cards right
I could put you on a flight
Homeboy's gonna get it (oh yeah!)

Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up

Like cocoa from the Congo
Like gold from Senegal
Better get yourself together
Better get your money up

Better get your money up
Better get your money up

Better get yourself together
Better get yourself together

Better get your money up
Better get your money up

Writer(s): Rowland Kelechukwu Okereke
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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