Lyrics:
Wild Bunch Wild Bunch
What a god-damned tragic group of men
When William Holden was shot in the stomach
And died of bleeding from within
There's
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
Rockin to the beat
Well once upon a time there
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
Rockin to the beat [Repeat: x 2]
Well once upon
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
The Bubble Bunch
(The Bubble Bunch)
Rockin to the beat
Well once upon a time there
off, I don't wanna have to see
The Brady Bunch
Not The Brady Bunch
Well, The Brady Bunch
Yeah, The Brady Bunch
It's the story of a lovely lady
(Just meat and a bunch of bones)
(Just meat and a bunch of bones)
(Just meat and a bunch of bones)
(Just meat)
(Just meat)
Just meat
I drown my days
really, is it really, is it really, is it really worth it
Is it really, is it really, is it really, is it really, is it really worth it
Bunch of bollix,
Got a bunch of bad hoes in my iPhone
Bunch of different area codes in my iPhone
Got a bunch of bad hoes in my iPhone
Bunch of different area codes in
Now who gon' pop me?
Who gon' pop me?
Bunch of niggas in here lookin' like, "Not me"
Bunch of lookin' ass niggas I do not see
Got my slimes in
A bunch of bad habits
A bunch of bad habits
A bunch of bad habits, A bunch of bad habits
A bunch of bad habits
A bunch of bad habits
A bunch of bad
potna and get the fuck
We smoke trees and slang ki's, off the fuckin E's
Livin' life as a criminal doin' a bunch of dirty deeds
(Look here)
We smoke
Bullingdon's finest bunch of slimy cunts
Got two of the fuckers when we never asked for one
Theresa in between 'em but she wasn't in the club
Ooh
Sugar pie, honey bunch
You know that I love you
I can't help myself
I love you and nobody else
In and out my life (in and out my life)
You
Ooh
Sugar pie, honey bunch
You know that I love you
I can't help myself
I love you and nobody else
In and out my life (in and out my life)
You
Ooh
Sugar pie, honey bunch
You know that I love you
I can't help myself
I love you and nobody else
In and out my life (in and out my life)
You
Bunch of young kids, lost looking for hope
Bunch of young kids, always getting told no
Bunch of young kids, in the dumps and on they own
To all my
Watch Out
Here we come and we're gonna take all you got
Bank of hordes
Bank of death
Bank of wars
Bank of threat
Bunch of lies
Bunch
Yeah
Yeah
There's a bunch of shit about me
They don't know, they don't know
There's a bunch of shit about me
They don't know, they don't know
On my revenge type shit
Fuck you and your little clique
Bunch a lames we not rockin' with
Keep our names far from your mouth
Sounding like a bunch
High as fuck you getting flown
Bunch of weirdos
Killer fashion bring the mirrors
Bunch of weirdos
I brought the swag they tryna copy
Bunch of weirdos
that moon shine
I know you want your sunshine back
I know a whole lotta 'bout a lil' somethin', somethin'
And a whole bunch of nothing 'bout that
at me for rapping bout Jehovah
Tried infecting me with venom they're a bunch of little cobras
They'll wait until you're all alone and then they will
I love that super soaker on her
It goes crazy by the touch
When it comes out from the trigger it releases bout a bunch
Love that super soaker on her
a hater, we are not the same
So I keep some bad chicks on my team, rollin' sticky green
We are not the same
You keep a bunch of guys screamin' homie over
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