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Jason Voorheezy - BRACE YOURSELF Lyrics




Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

(Yeah, woah)

Woah

Yeah

Brace yourself

(Woah)

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

(Luminary, Luminary, Luminary)

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

(Luminary, Luminary, Luminary)

These boys lame as f*ck

Yeah

Y'all gotta erase yourself

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

Girl, I don't give a f*ck, I'll get it going

What, B? You know I'm the one

I'm sorry, I don't give a f*ck, I got to go

Yeah, it's gon' be fun when I'm hard bro

Yeah, it's going hard, that's why I been the hardest out

Next time's not the same, bring the riot out

Yeah, bad, bad bitch, Imma fly her out

She'll jump the harder you go

10 million flavors, you already know

Yeah, we do this shit, for real

We do this shit for real, for real, lil bro

(Facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

(Facts, facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

Brace yourself

Love yourself, embrace yourself

This shit so crazy, for real

Crazy, for real

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

Bitches can not lie to me 'cause I'm the Prada G

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

My girl's so proud of me 'cause I'm the Prada G

Yeah, I might just go, I'm 'bout to fly her out

Lit as f*ck, someone get the firehose

Yeah, you know Voorheezy got the fire hoes

(Facts, facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

Brace yourself

(Facts, facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

I don't need a stylist

I know how to lace myself

This shit so crazy, for real

Crazy, for real

(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

I'm hardest out

The hardest out

I know that for a fact

For a fact

I'm hardest out

Yeah

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

Bitches can not lie to me 'cause I'm the Prada G

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

My girl's so proud of me 'cause I'm the Prada G

Yeah, I might just go, I'm 'bout to fly her out

Lit as f*ck, someone get the firehose

Yeah, you know Voorheezy got the fire hoes

(Facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

Brace yourself

I'm already rich, I don't need no major's help

No

Woah

Brace yourself

(2EZ Voorheezy)

(Woah)

Brace yourself

Don't want to f*ck, I gotta go

Woah

Woah

Yeah

Woah

So you better erase yourself, erase yourself

Brace yourself

Brace yourself

Brace yourself

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(I'm the greatest in the f*ckin' world)

(And nothing can tell me otherwise)

('Cause I know it)

(And I got the skills to show it, so...)

(Yeah)

(Woah)

(Ha)

(Voorheezy)
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Yeah, yeah

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

(Yeah, woah)

Woah

Yeah

Brace yourself

(Woah)

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

(Luminary, Luminary, Luminary)

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

(Luminary, Luminary, Luminary)

These boys lame as f*ck

Yeah

Y'all gotta erase yourself

Yeah

Woah

Brace yourself

Girl, I don't give a f*ck, I'll get it going

What, B? You know I'm the one

I'm sorry, I don't give a f*ck, I got to go

Yeah, it's gon' be fun when I'm hard bro

Yeah, it's going hard, that's why I been the hardest out

Next time's not the same, bring the riot out

Yeah, bad, bad bitch, Imma fly her out

She'll jump the harder you go

10 million flavors, you already know

Yeah, we do this shit, for real

We do this shit for real, for real, lil bro

(Facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

(Facts, facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

Brace yourself

Love yourself, embrace yourself

This shit so crazy, for real

Crazy, for real

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

Bitches can not lie to me 'cause I'm the Prada G

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

My girl's so proud of me 'cause I'm the Prada G

Yeah, I might just go, I'm 'bout to fly her out

Lit as f*ck, someone get the firehose

Yeah, you know Voorheezy got the fire hoes

(Facts, facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

Brace yourself

(Facts, facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

I don't need a stylist

I know how to lace myself

This shit so crazy, for real

Crazy, for real

(Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)

I'm hardest out

The hardest out

I know that for a fact

For a fact

I'm hardest out

Yeah

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

Oh, was you talkin' to me?

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

Bitches can not lie to me 'cause I'm the Prada G

I don't even know what the f*ck you talkin' 'bout

My girl's so proud of me 'cause I'm the Prada G

Yeah, I might just go, I'm 'bout to fly her out

Lit as f*ck, someone get the firehose

Yeah, you know Voorheezy got the fire hoes

(Facts, facts, facts)

(For real, for real)

(For real, for real)

Brace yourself

I'm already rich, I don't need no major's help

No

Woah

Brace yourself

(2EZ Voorheezy)

(Woah)

Brace yourself

Don't want to f*ck, I gotta go

Woah

Woah

Yeah

Woah

So you better erase yourself, erase yourself

Brace yourself

Brace yourself

Brace yourself

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

(I'm the greatest in the f*ckin' world)

(And nothing can tell me otherwise)

('Cause I know it)

(And I got the skills to show it, so...)

(Yeah)

(Woah)

(Ha)

(Voorheezy)
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Writer: Jason Lum, John Russ
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC


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