Lyrics:
I'm new to the scene but her friends talk me up
Tried to be this I was gonna be that, so I quit my job wasn't paying me enough
Now I get them big
the Beatles
Malfunctioning, the SL Board without the EQ
Fuck fuck fuck bitch I'll bust a nut all over that gut
Buck buck buck souffle you lay you then I'm
on fire
Just got kicked out of prison I'm about to go eat some chicken
Ethan's my fucking pride and joy I'm gonna go play with my Macca's toy
Ugh Toilet
Dick
She gon' blow it like a bagpipe
Like she did last night
I'ma let it all out on her tits
Wait a minute let me call her a Lyft
I’m caught up playing
took a loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss,
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone,
Wanna fuck with a thug, ya wrong,
All around they lay when I
Don't count me to be y'all hero
I won't take a bullet for your pride or your ego
I'll watch em' fly by like Neo
C3P0 on the dot I'm on top of game
See
on me and my twin and you know it
I'm having cash, so yeah, I'm gonna blow it
Hit her from the back, she screaming oh lord
I got them racks on my back,
ignorant
Keep rolling, keep sipping, she looking, she with it
My girl gonna have a fit when she find out how hard I'm diggin'
Her friend shit I'm trippin'
the club scene where I met Ms. Green Eyes
She walked by asking me, "Are you Nas?"
Why? "If you was I'd be totally TWI"
What's that? "Totally with it,
to find out why they call
Me Mr blow it by the O i'm smoking on stage
Roll a blunt up at a show
While my niggas getting paid
Throwing money on the floor
your lover
I want to get to know you, baby
I'm lost in your lovin'
I'm simply going to drive you , crazy
[Young Buck]
I'm lovin' how you look in
out with your hands up
Or we're gonna blow you out of here
There was a face in the window
TV cameras rolled
And they cut to the announcer
And the story
try blow the whistle at me.
I'll still play on
They get sent off when I stay on
Im busy in the booth
silkcrayon
I been paving the way young bucks
gonna blow
And since you can't take it with you better give it away before you go
Yeah, I'm giving it over
Greed is the word, it's a verb
Wants
in the cold
But real niggaz never fall, if I'm a hundred years old
I'm still gonna murder you 'cause mob niggaz don't die
We can be shot at, battered
some bad luck
Gonna show you schemers trying to make a buck
Where you gonna play leap frog, where you gonna jump
That two buck chuck revealing passionate
years
I ain't just got ends, I end careers
Cosigned by the allmighty pac
When I drop science like? I'm not lyin'
Put a scar on your face like Simba's
a snitch
Split a wig, smoke a spliff, blow a kiss, hey!
I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)
I'm doing subpar, how are you? (How are you?)
I'm
blow the strap
They get you gone then go shopping
I hit up the Saks
Exclusive shit what I'm wearing
It ain't on the racks
Rick Owens drop crotch mix it
a buck
And that bitch broke bad and I didn't give a fuck
They know I'ma blow, why the fuck I ain't do it
My time gonna come, I'm the one like I'm Newton
paid bucks for my skid
Why rhyme if my flow sound watered down
Leaving the impression I'm a circus clown
Wurth cop dolo his brand fa sho, bout to blow
sand
I'm so under pressure
(yeah yeah, yeah yeah)
I'm so under pressure
I'm gonna shout
It's a blow out
Again and, again and, again
I'm so
a thug run it
Robbin' cradles and robbin'
Niggas for bitches
Robbin' bitches for their riches 'cause
I'm straight pullin' switches fuck phonics
I cool by
WHASSUP?!
Chorus: {vocal samples)
"Heavy ammunition, so I don't have to dip, so.." -> E. Sermon
"Buck buck buck, rat-tat-tat I'm on a mission.." ->
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