Top Songs By Chocolate Bunny
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roni Rakale-Lynn Macklin
Songwriter
Lyrics
Need my money long
Like i'm chopping on trees
You call me the slave
But give me the green
Martin Luther King
Yes I had a dream
Of a Hennessy Venom
Think I want pink
I'm from the north north
Straight out of Klondike
Where ho*s touch yo man
It might be a fight
He can't get right
Sis give him the flight
My heart cold
Like a thief in the night
Been through some shit
And I done seen things
Crippled and crumbled
My heart, can't sleep
I'm waking up
But this ain't a dream
Thought you was blood
Can't play on my team
DC young fly
fuck do you mean
Fly like a kite
B*tch step and leave
Perfecting my craft
Need that cheddar ching
Just might sell a couple of songs to Riri
Know i'm versatile
Got that recipe
I write it
I sing it
And spit
I'm a queen
In the presence of me
He drop to his knee
And taste the rainbow
Like skittle me please
Bunny the ocean
I send out the wave
A'int taking your sh*t
So trick you behave
Rather you stay or go
I still get paid
A'int taking no L's
A'int trying to get laid
Need my money long
Like i'm chopping on trees
You call me the slave
But give me the green
Martin Luther King
Yes I had a dream
Of a Hennessy Venom
Think I want pink
I'm from the north north
Straight out of Klondike
Where ho*s touch yo man
It might be a fight
He can't get right
Sis give him the flight
My heart cold
Like a thief in the night
Just talked to my uncle
He locked in the cage
The pain in his voice
Made me drop down and pray
I know the lord hear me
He paving a way
Walking on water
I'm peter today
Hear you speak on my life
But you don't have a say
Bitch i'm the judge
And I close the case
Kalifa the wiz
I'm in the race
Rickey Bobby
Bunny must be first place
Hating ass bitches
Talking shit on the low
Hell naw you don't know me
Kevo let em know
Shoutout to 3-6
The whole Memphis click
Lil Chat, Key Glock
Got Dolph in this b*tch
Black Youngsta, Yo Gotti
I love Moneybagg
In my ho* voice
Might call him zaza
Too many to name
But stay in your bag
Haha to the bank
Make a ho* mad
Need my money long
Like i'm chopping on trees
You call me the slave
But give me the green
Martin Luther King
Yes I had a dream
Of a Hennessy Venom
Think I want pink
I'm from the north north
Straight out of Klondike
Where hoes touch yo man
It might be a fight
He can't get right
Sis give him the flight
My heart cold
Like a thief in the night
Writer(s): Neil James Davidge
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