Crabs In The Bucket
Tunny Crew
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"At 3:42pm today Local Rap Star was seen Approaching Juju's Hair Salon As he was confronted by a group of gangsters! Let's go to the field for correspondence" All eyes "John, you there?" All rise "John?" Peeping my supplies, shit "John F. Buttlicker here! Junior! And I see the scene. It's very intense! Let's hear from the people themselves!" N****s want to spit on your grave (I'm coming, n***a) I'm gunning for that What you got? What you got? Crabs in the bucket Just went to the pot Water boiling over man it got too hot N****s ran in your spot (Got you, n***a) Pop, pop, pop might've got your knot What you got? (Get that n***a) What you got, n****? (Bitch ass n***a) I'm coming for that (I'm coming, n***a) I'm gunning for that The way I wear my blues You might've thought I was trippin I want to to see red my n***a lets go painting Catch a n***a lacking get some shut eye Get your ass napping Everybody asked what happened Hold on tight lil whoady Keep your seatbelt fastened This the way we live This is what gon happen Ride around with me you might catch a charge Ride around with me my n***a you go large Wild Wild West shit n***a I'm coming for it Two straps n***a I'm gunning for it What you know bout this? I'm the slum lord Come around my block You be done for Bitch n***a Better run yours And if you don't I'm coming for your damn drawers Strip naked You punk ass n***a Uh, watch this trigger Pop, pop, pop as it goes off Oh snap, you n****s is fucking soft I knew it Run your jewels and your shit Oh snap, run your mother fucking bitch She's mine now She's fine now Oh snap n***a Better recline now Lay down on the floor If you don't want no more Drama n***a And I'm coming for your mama, bitch Stash the money in the pocket Go like ham When I'm coming through eat pork like spam Oh oh, baby baby, get out my f*ck Oh oh, lady lady, hop on that joint Ride it, ride it, ride it lady you ain't gon stop Ride it, ride it, ride it yo pop, pop, pop Crabs in the bucket Just went to the pot Water boiling over man it got too hot N****s ran in your spot (Got you, n****) Pop, pop, pop mighta got your knot I'm coming for that (I'm coming, n***a) I'm gunning for that Stash the money in the pocket "John F. Buttlicker Junior here I'm taking refuge outside of a Piggly Wiggly Underneath a burnt down car This is real chaos Back to the studio"
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