Lyrics:
D.R.U.G.S.
She snottin' that P out that D
She want me to put some of this coke in her butt, ugh
She Russian, I beat up the pussy for Ukraine
Bought her
you tuck yo chain
Fuck security find out that they can't do a thang
Out the frame pussy nigga you to soft push you off me
Stompin hoes to the flo
see you
I know you're bobbin' your head
'Cause I can see you
You can't see me
Death Row, lemme know you in the house (beyotch)
Yeah, that's right,
and I need a lot of room yeah
Finna get buck - break my back bone
I'll suck you up - not like that hoe
Open me up into a black hole
Swallow the world,
Yo (damn) Young Buck where my money at man
My niggas is playing what nobody
In here but you, spyder and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred
see you
I know you're bobbin' your head
'Cause I can see you
You can't see me
Death Row, lemme know you in the house (beyotch)
Yeah, that's right,
these bucks
Lean in my cup
Lean in my cup
Lean in my cup and I'm counting these bucks
Best rapper alive
I'm a lyrical kind of person
I like to pop percs
shit you can tell me
Because bitches still jel' me
Without a motherfuckin' LP
It's the number one crew in the area!
"Known for sendin' garbage MC's
live it up
She make me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say you the fuckin' best (ayy)
You the fuckin'
live it up
She make me beg for it 'til she give it up
And I say the same thing every single time
I say you the fuckin' best (ayy)
You the fuckin'
backwards for, "Fuck them damn niggas"
Buck them damn triggers
You charge us, bodies fill up them damn rivers
'Cause everybody wanna be the best rapper
a drake, take pleasure when it ends in screams
A serpent made servant to the whims of a hybrid queen
Crush a wurm, if it's tranced by my intimidation
Bring
from the Midwest You can scream all you want but there's no help As I see your destiny into the hands of me Black talons rippin through yo body The sight
much)
I be too fly like a dove (Dove)
Look at me, I'm up above
Look at the shoes, they be Rick Owens
81 bands like my name Terrell Owens
Pass you up like
buuuuuuck!)
[Chorus]
[Twista]
You knocked out by the Windy City southpaw
No cookin in the kitchen homie we put out raw
Midwest outlaw, fuck with it? I doubt
out this bitch
Remember what you made me do
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck
Buck
What
What
Just a rapper out the sub
If I ever make it out this bitch
Remember what you made me do
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck back
Buck
Buck
What
What
give a fuck motherfucker
Roll through, trust no chicken
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's ammunition
Buck, buck ammunition baby
You let me slow
one million of your fake fanatics behind me
I keep it grimy; chase me you will never find me
I take you out for two or three minutes you can time me
Bucks
Hang Out... Have Fun
Hook Up yeah and Get Bucks
Now that its over a nigga still on your mind
Stay on my jack
You Still all up on my line
That Sh**
wey I touch, monumental, rock with me
L-Owen, I'm just an icon living
Don't know what you heard about the don i stay Jiggy
Keep your head up, chest out
in me, cause you are the best baby.
And if I had to do it again (I'll still choose you girl)
You bring out the best in me, 'cause you are the best
Mention one of my niggas again
And you'll taste salt
Blood in your mouth, nigga
Dick in your spouse, nigga
Just give me a reason to
Bring them things back
name is Coach Bud
Like my name is Coach Bud
Fly out the Hawks, yeah bring on Trae Young
Yeah I've been balling like Milwaukee Bucks
No we ain't stopping
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