Lyrics:
the room so I got this shit piped, Startin' to feel like it's everyday life
Got me a little, it's never enough, Doing a buck on the way for some bucks
I'm
up by a M9 Beretta
Tell em' I ain't worried bout' nun,
That blatt got a drum and that bitch get to flushing
Drop a price, I'll pay give me that drop
so the bucks on us, it's like
Just another day but it's not to us
We gotta keep the options up
Opportunities to rock ya, what
Yo we only really
I'm that OG, some of y'all know me
I used to cop greens from 4G
Nickels, dimes and oz's
I'm like Thor's brother, so low key (Loki)
I might swing
livin unforgivin
I've been driven psycho, I just might go BUCK BUCK BUCK
Wild do it right, keep it tight
So I sight busters in the scope, no hope
Cut
off, my wisdom wiser so I muster
Rows of all opposed, lows conquer all
Those who pose as dope I say nope, I wear Def clothes
Dapper like Dan from,
off, my wisdom wiser so I muster
Rows of all opposed, lows conquer all
Those who pose as dope I say nope, I wear Def clothes
Dapper like Dan from,
tweaking
Big booty bitch she got racks on her
Milwaukee fan make that bih clap for them bucks
She drop that ass so low then she lift that ass up
Got me
just Switched it up
Rick Owens boots with the zippers
I just got raped by some strippers
Big booty bitch throw it back for a nigga
Vvs’s shine like
I walk in the room and they peeping the swag they like
Who the fuck is that nigga?
I went and copped me a drum im not finna shoot it once
I bought
quickly I react wit that
boom boom boom
nigga
rat-tat-tat-tat
Juicy,Paul,and Scarecrow
are rollin in that bucket low
and they causin some static
so
Sean Paul:
This one is for all the sexy ladies
Yeah man
Pack it up now, buck it up now, pack it up now, buck it up yo
Shaggy:
Sexy, Sean Paul do
Global mogul, ex-lover, I ain't tryin' to hold you
Watch me gain power like I changed in the phone booth
Low brim, Soulja Slim, cover me, I'm goin' in
the ground
I wanted to get in that ass, so I invite you to a show
But you's a ho because your ass didn't show you ain't buck, bitch
Let's start
the ground
I wanted to get in that ass, so I invite you to a show
But you's a ho because your ass didn't show you ain't buck, bitch
Let's start
in the Kia
Drop low, pull up drop shots in this vehicle
Where I came from versus where I'm at is unbelievable
My fiend know these bitches here with
like a newborn
Rounds in my drum, same number as them Newports
Got so high off of wax, I almost left my room torched
They wanna let me in the game, I
Always been the class king
Cazo here to pack heat
Bet I won't
Bet I won't
Bet I won't
Bet I won't
Breathing smoke
I been choked
Got 10 oppies by
as ladies go, baby you should know you're so patient
You're a thick skin, definition of low maintenance
But it's enough, time goes by
You can help but dim
swear I hit your reefer all the fuckin time
So lemme get the microphone check I've won two or three
Battles in my life for five or six different reasons
And we got drums like a band
Bitch I'm so hot need a fan
Bitch i don't care cause i can
Bitch I'm in charge Uncle Sam
Bitch you want beef i got ham
Pussy
Two revolvers, I can let twelve spin
Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit
Buck-sixty who wit' me?
My Cris', two L's, twisted blunts and inner
Guess Who Back
Guess who back
Aye
I used to hate on scams
The money got low so i stepped in their shoes tryna get my share
Ch ch ching any pretty
"In this country a man's home is his castle."
I've been jacked by the racist scum, and here I come
Klan, run - cause revenge is fun! And I'm that
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