Lyrics:
up your heart, let my love come in.
Well, I know you've been hurt by an old love affair
Oh, but darling don't blame me 'cause I wasn't even there
Your
(Yeahhhhhh.. let's buck em down)
{*instrumental interlude*}
[Donald D]
Shotgun blast he died real fast
In the ghetto back alley he lays in trash
He didn't know
Jesse Owens
Matter fact, pass you up like Tyreek Hill
Doing it all by God's Will
Niggas be playing and toying, but I got the steel
They don't want beef
he? He buck drunk
Where are we? We buck drunk
Said how you feeling?
I know I buck drunk
I know that Kyd Ace buck drunk
And all of the girls are buck
I apologize to Sol, don't know many of your names
Team Green is the scene of all the stoners
Don't think I've seen any of them sober
(Bro, Owen, oh my
the night
I guess it's death by dawn see her in another life
She thinks she is going to stay long death by dawn she be tweaking
Rick Owens on got them
came to die wit us?
(Die wit us)
Pop shots nigga, we don't give a fuck
Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck
How many niggas plan to ride wit us?
(Ride wit us)
to pay me but I dick her down free
Wanna know if its the truth then pull the zipper down and see
' no homo though
Yea
Ummm
I'm goin then
Drizzy I
I'm in her tummy, huh?
No, no, not no tummy tuck, don't give no fucks, don't give no fucks (Bitch)
This not no Giannis, get a Buck
Hard work don't need
Shit
Yeah
Yeah
Uh, yeah
Uh, she say that my diamonds hit better
Hit better than her other nigga
I know that these pussies be lying
I let em speak
Ha, I Know What The Streets Want
All The DJ's Too
Haha, I Told You Nigga's Id Be Back
It's Young Buck
I'm Back Reincarnated Bitches (Let's Go)
Yes
(instrumental)
Take a shot
(instrumental)
Come here let's all take a shot
(instrumental)
ch DJ uh I'm a little dizzy man
Those shots I don't know if that was
She don't know money so she callin' you rich
You ain't got game so you fall for the shit
Spend it all in this bitch 'til it's gone and she split
Now
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
Bill, but call me Chuckie
Fifth Ward hard bitch, play hero and buck me
Cause I'm known to pull your skull out
Grip a motherfucker by his neck
hating the fact
I be smoking on the weed to relax
Love her body cause she keep it intact
Now I'm sneaking in the key on the mat
You'll be mine by the end
don't bother me
It don't bother me (Young Buck)
When the wolves come out for the robberies
It don't bother me
Cuz they know who I be, it don't bother me
peeped, she came by to let me hammer her
She's looking right, damn, I should've hid the camera
She hit me off but, yo, it's my word
She got dropped by
down
I'm getting back up
These niggas they frown
I don't give fuck
I knuck and I buck
Spend 1 thousand bucks
On rick owens chucks
See
I know you
(Oh ja that's right)
Let me let her know (Lemme do it)
I'ma let her know (Here we go)
Shout this sucks then jas
I'ma let them know
I'ma make bucks
my stick loaded
And clock in my hotel
Better hide your bitch
She wanna stay with me but I don't know her well
I remember back then
Nobody helped me
's go) for the beat
Let's go (let's go) it's the Virgo
Let's go (Nasty Nas) let's go (Ludacris)
And if you don't know, now you know, Doug E. Fresh
rappers
Dust crush competition, lights out like the Clapper
The mic ripper, whip a nigga like a slave
Separate him from him from his fam, he don't know
hoe nasty
Want me to beat it to this instrumental
This hoe nasty
She only fw me cause my potential
I don't blame her
Cause I ball like blazzer
Shawty
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