Lyrics:
the jeans be cut
Rick Owen socks, Rick Owen for the dubs
Bitch I fly to Greece and you know I kept the stubs
Giannis 34 and I'm playing for the Bucks
What
the night within a mist of fog
Never fear a nigga callin himself a killa, what's up trick
Boy you claim you so goddam buck wild with that weak ass shit
niggas ain't coming outside
I'm ripping and flipping it
I'm on a Memphis shit
Get extra points by the way she be kicking it
Nine to the dome
I'm feeling
what the fuck don't nobody play
From Memphis to the Bay niggas diein' all day
Over yea shipped with coke and candy cut up into bricks
Bitches that
is kind of insane
I Scarecrow with mystical styles
Niggas are getting buck wild
Look at my dirty fouls
Bodies are stacked up by pounds
You want to fuck
OPEN UP YOUR HEART
(Buck Owens)
« © '66 Blue Book Music »
Open up your heart and let my love come in
Open up your heart and let my life begin
on the lawn
Dinosaur Victrola listenin' to Buck Owens
Doo, doo, doo, lookin' out my backdoor
Well, tambourines and elephants are playin' in the band
Won't
[Memphis Bleek]
Yo I park where da crack at
Heads by packs at
Down in Philly
Where my niggas roll crabs at
Pack gats at
Run up in a label
Take
naw
Told ha I'm a gremlin baby i might short yo heart
I might be in Memphis one day Tokyo tomorrow
Smoking on this diesel make yo lungs say that's
‘em *gunshot*
Pop in that, in that and that hood
Hell I even call a little funkin in the back woods
I give props to St Louis, props to Memphis
Buck
what the fuck don't nobody play
From Memphis to the Bay niggas diein' all day
Over yea shipped with coke and candy cut up into bricks
Bitches that
to Memphis
Kind of hard to adapt
So homes turned to the strap
To succeed tried rap, couldn't fight got slapped
Shot dice threw craps, did time back out, damn
at all the happy creatures dancing on the lawn.
A dinosaur Victrola list'ning to Buck Owens.
Do do do lookin out my back door
Tambourines and elephants
Rather just be by myself
Canadian Goose with the Vancouver elk
I'm bugged out, got me tapped out
Two perc 10's and they good for my health
Ooh, I'm
get
Anything that you want bitch
No card game better go fish
No procrastinating my cash is waiting
I’m calculating every dime hoe
Ima get the bucks I
[Intro]
Yeah!
Hypnotize Minds!
Three 6 Mafia!
Yuh! You niggas wanna motherfuckin' play nigga
Don't go by the Terrance playin' no motherfuckin'
[Verse 1] Welcome to the land of misery Where my delivery strikes with madness Hearts explode from a touch of the 44 blastin (Party) By the killas
by making this motherfuckin' world rock
Side to fuckin' silence bitch for years and man we still ain't stop
Still ridin' clean, makin' cheese
fiz-ind out?
How can ya fuck a playa, playa haters better listen close
If you try to buck me, bitch, I'm outie with your fucking soul
Yes, the devil's
fules, attention
Not only was you weak
Need another nigga drivin'
I stop the car
Said do you want to buck em'
Rough Koopsta
Shirt I knew your hurt
Take
the rips in 'em
Gen 5 Glocks, extended clips
Shit'll get ignant
"Rio, why your pop look like that?"
It's a six in it don't be steppin' 'round my
Kitchen by
a pеrson, you shittin’ me?
Lookin’ at my bitch I can tell by her
Facе that I coulda bought a purse, fuck that
It coulda been worse, trust that
Think about
started this band, didn't have no plans, didn't see no arc
Just run with the craft, have a couple laughs
Make a buck and dash, yeah
Get a little dap like
(Ayo Jug)
All black like I'm Batman
Shot me in the ribs
Ain't feel a thing I'm off a xan man
Keep the perky's by me, they my up's
when I'm down man
I
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