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My Bobo


YoungBoy Never Broke Again Lyrics

 
Background. YoungBoy Never Broke Again, also known as NBA YoungBoy, is recognized for his canndid and often introspective lyrics that delve into his life experiences, emotional struggles, and the realities of street life. His music often reflects on themes of loyalty, conflict, survival, and the pursuit of success amidst adversity. Main Message. "My Bobo" seems to be an ode to loyalty and brotherhood within the hardh realities of YoungBoy's environment. The term "Bobo," while it could refer to a specific individual or a general term of endearment for a close associate, symbolizes a figure of solidarity and support. The lyrics suggest a narrative of standing together against external threats and challenges, emphasizing strength and unity. Theme. The central theme of "My Bobo" revolves around resilience in the face of adversity, loyalty among friends or associates, and the willingness to confront challenges head-on. The song highlights the gritty aspects of street life, including violence and the necessity of self-protection, but also underlines the importance of close relationships as a source of strength. Emotional Tone. The emotional tone of "My Bobo" is aggressive and defiant, reflecting the harshness of the circumstances described in the lyrics. However, there's also an underlying tone of camaraderie and loyalty, suggesting a complex emotional landscape where vulnerability is protected by a tough exterior. Cultural Significance. In the broader context of YoungBoy Never Broke Again's work, "My Bobo" contributes to his narrative of struggle, resilience, and the significance of loyalty and brotherhood. His music offers insight into the complexities of life in environments marked by adversity, providing a voice to experiences that are often marginalized or misunderstood.

My Bobo Lyrics

My Bobo by YoungBoy Never Broke Again


(Berge always flexin')
f**k it, let's do it
Uh, uh, uh
Now, hold on
Baow, hold on
Look, light that dope Bobo
I'm here with Herm, nigga, yeah
(Say, Hit, this that raw sh*t, yeah)
Baow, baow, man
Yeah, nigga
Look, huh
b**ch, I'm in here with my Bobo

.45 hold thirty, diamonds from my head to toes
Yeah, b**ch, you already know I'm out my f**kin' mind
In the streets we get you b**ch sittin' at the jail
But get you hit, you pussy niggas don't exist, you best respect my mind
You know Herm with that sh*t, he keep a stick to get you hit
I'm right behind, he get back up, watch how I walk him down
Threw that boy a .30, Bobo
I'ma do him cool
Just tell me when you caught that lil' b**ch, I just wan' watch the news
Watch the news, pussy boys got blues, they can't f**k with us
It ain't no clues, tape him by my shoes, ain't no catchin' us (Baow)
I could tell you how I f**ked him up (Baow)
I could tell you how I sprayed the truck (Baow-baow)
I could tell you how that chopper got one drinkin' out a straw
Under that B frontin' your boy, now he owe me one
And I'ma show you somethin'
I catch a opp, OP, I make him bleed, that's how we bomin'
One .223, I catch him bad and kill him front his mama
Bro, can you please tell these people they don't want no f**kin' problems?

Baow-baow, huh, huh
Nigga, look
b**ch, I'm in here with my Bobo
What we on in here? b**ch, we in here on that Paw-Paw
b**ch, yeah huh, huh, look

You niggas pussy and don't want no problems
I keep that chopper at you, I'll pop it, uh-huh
I be thuggin', YoungBoy, I be wildin' (Ooh)
I'm out my body, make me pop you in your noggin, look (Ooh)
sh*t, b**ch, let the Glock choose
It's me or you, whoever die, first one put them tears inside your body eye
North, I know you heard about that side
Pussy boy spin you 'round, you won't make it out

Dump sh*t, b**ch
I'm gangster, nigga
Bobo, you already know I'm out my body
The b**ch don't wanna f**k with us, man
You don't cut up like me
Ol' b**ch, you know—, b**ch, you know who, sh*t that grab the shovel
I'ma show you
I'm fifteen bodies up, tell 'em f**k with us
Nigga, get your head bust, I'm tryna cut you up
Got a knife on top that chopper and it'll slice ya up
Pussy, he don't want no problem, don't wan' do nothin' with us

Baow-baow, b**ch, I be Bobo
Baow-baow, b**ch, I be Bobo
Baow-baow, b**ch, that's my Bobo
And I could tell you how he laid 'bout five down with that pole



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