Lyrics:
I'm finna cop some Rick Owen's
Imma go shop at Chanel
Imma get my stick loaded
Yuh
I'm finna cop some Rick Owens
Imma go shop at Chanel
I'm finna get
the thuggish, ruggish, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Tryna' get prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today, I'm gonna try an change the world
And let's change
they stuck me in the line of fire, where everything is wild
I made twenty dollars, and they callin' it a mistrial
Now I'm a suspect that play by his
know why cause I was
Frivolous but now I’m a saver
I’m a hustler by nature
I can sell bread to a baker
Sell a fence to my next door neighbour
I wanna buy
a boy's scoundrel gal
But I'm gonna hold my cool
Cause the music rules
Yeah, so move on baby, yeah
Halfway between the gutter and the stars
Yeah
into the night
I'm in flight
She's a boy's scoundral gal
But I'm gonna hold my cool
Cause the music rules
Yeah, so move on baby, yeah
Halfway
gonna blow his brain off his neck
We get up in the smug and start to ride kinda slow
And now we're in their territory
So we let all our triggers go
Twenty
feels fucked up
Always got a twirl in my brain, fucked up
Goin for the Pearl. Gonna get ton bucks
Kinda wanna hurl these thoughts, upchuck
This is my
[Pharoahe Monch]
GET THE FUCK UP!
Simon says "GET THE FUCK UP!"
Throw ya hands in the sky (buck buck buck buck buck!)
Queens is in the back
in the face by the hand of Donny, huh
Look at my outfit it's looking real pricey and I'm feeling like a hottie, huh
Living my life to the fullest
Gonna Live Here:
(Buck Owens)
Oh, the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Love's gonna live here again
Things're gonna be the way they were before
the thuggish, ruggish, Bone, Bone, Bone, Bone
Tryna' get prepared for the Y2K
And if I don't die today, I'm gonna try an change the world
And let's change
and get your
Come forward and get your
Come forward and get your
Come forward and get your
Come forward and get your
(Spiral Music)
Don't be shocked by
ice on me I feel like I’m gonna shiver,
This shit real life, this shit not Instagram, I got no filter,
You can tell these n****s snakes, just by how
you I blow his brains out
I blow his brains out
Ill blow his mutherfuckin' brains out
So I told you where I hang out
Ya got some sellin' then
or sniffin' that blow black,
I go to sleep at night watchin' Kojak
Fuck hoes 'cause I'm no big fag
Roll with Zig Zags like to read skin mags
When I shoot
Got me feeling like I'm Clive Owen rowing through a future frozen
But the flow is a burning wind, blowing to your coast and
Now in cages 'cause we
a change destined for the ones to pop and let it blow
Buck back
Buck back
(Aye)
Buck back
Buck back
(Aye)
Buck back
Buck back
Buck
Buck
What
What
Let the blood in ya body flow
Open up da mind and float
Now it’s time to let it go
Make a change destined for the ones to pop and let it blow
Buck back
Chillin' at the top!
Chillin' at the top!
We the cream of the crop
And we never gonna stop (Never gonna stop)
You can reach if you want
But we
the bottom of the slums
Run the bands, run the bands, hey
Jesse Owens while I'm on this run
Run the bands, run the bands, hey
I'm not the one (Don't
can't get with the Mafia click, them fools ain't buck enough
We gonna get the dynamite trick, and blow the club up
Crazy lady comin' at you, you can't
can't get with the Mafia click, them fools ain't buck enough
We gonna get the dynamite trick, and blow the club up
Crazy lady comin' at you, you can't
motherfucker push
I'm affiliated wit more terrorists then g bush BITCH!
Verse 2
(Juicy J)
We got them niggaz gettin wild gettin buck
Havin fits
Hand
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