Lyrics:
Yeah... Bucks... In The Bucks We Trust
I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta an album on the way
I'm thankful for the blessings that
just miss and I'm missin' you more (oh)
But you knew that, I'm the cool cat with the roof back (yeah)
Know I need you by my side, can't lose that (oh)
bub' for them, I got love for ma, yeeah!
CHORUS
(R.kelly)
Girl you wanna come to my hotel, baby I will leave you my room key.
I'm feelin' the way you
I'm the best and
I call it competitive confidence, not vanity
It's not my fault them man
Got a childish mentality
They don't know how to make
A tune for
bubba
If y'all feel it let me hear you say
Hey, baby bubba
Well, he caught me in my van
The gun shot men forward
Check me out in my black Transam dippin'
a few notes here... yeah... ? To El Segundo, huh? Causing UNTOLD DESTRUCTION?... oh... God... That's terrible!... (my baby, my baby) Wanted for DRAFT
To let her know what I'm gon' to do
Sample "Dreamflower" by Tarika Blue
That's cool with you?
Yeah, that's fine baby, all gravy
Long as you know you my
Uh
This go out to my dog Kato
Rest in piece, baby
He's the kingpin
Dogs that I call my friends
Prayin' for all my friends
Things I do for my
be somebody rich
Look
But for now this what you get
Nigga been chased a hit
Maybe a number one album
But we gotta wait for the outcome
But I'm only
like a 2 dollar bill, in the Stu with the hits going straight for the kill
Dropped one album and they all screaming more
Hop up in my bag, time to check
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
ignorant dope funky stuff for ya, baby
So turn up your radio and get down to the Tung Twista
Kick it, gee
Let the Cavalier Tung kiss ya, it's the Mista Tung
a comeback like I'm Tony Parker
Call my assistant I need me cover
My album be fire
Ill still drop another one
You mimick my style
You got nothing on none of us
boogie]
This is for my mob and my thug niggas
Ruff ryder bug niggas, def jam website violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch
Oh my god, Ronny
Ay, somebody grab him some clippers
His fuckin' beard is weird
Tough talk from a rapper payin' millions for security a year
"I
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
of crazy
I can be the album you hear all day all night long
I can be your C.D. Baby
I can be your C.D. Baby
Buckle up we're ridin'
Cause' we ain't going back
Danger, tell these babies there's no
Space in the manger anybody get rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by
My DNA is stitched, no Lilo
I'm in a fetal position to have an itch
For gambling in casinos, man handling women
We know the usual accustoms of growing
that hit the charts
Album poppin so we hit the news
Finally found a girl that could pierce my heart
I'm not goin mad its the juice
Man its a free for
Aye, if you know my real name, you know why this collab is... crazy
Love it
Let's rap
Back in December I dropped a preface for the album
Stars
2021 Rap Up
Talk to 'em, Tommy
You know every year, at the top of the year, it's my time
Y'all be waitin' for me to talk reckless
Respectfully,
a picture hardcore with a gun
Pimpin' ain't easy but it's always fun (it ain't easy baby)
When it comes to nuts, I bust'em one by one
So what's the 411
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