Lyrics:
nimic n-ar avea sens și ar fi doar relativ
Pentru mine (pentru mine) ăsta-i un destul de bun motiv (motiv, motiv, motiv)
Am învățat ceva foarte important
energy all gyal too
And a plan fi you life
Mek one times 2
Chorus
Bun tire, ketch eh place on fire
Run road, till eh date expire
Gyal a get jook!
frankincense or myrrh
All we get for Christmas, is bombs missiles and guns
No Christmas tree, no having fun
No Christmas presents, iced cream buns
Just death
I say big guns big drums
Boy you better run
Flexed up
Yea my pockets thicker than a hunny bun
Say I won't let shots all up on the party
Say I won't
don't like what I say then bun it
I'm a straight talking guy
I used to not speak my mind
And it caused me problems
You can indirect on stories
Or come
bun
E ca si cum toti oameni mă ia de fraier
Da' eu mai smecher decat ei plutesc in aer
Mă uit la ei si incep sa
Rad ca nu sunt in stare
Sa inteleaga
Oh, my girl sitting in the sky
Go buy candy and a currant bun
I like to see you run
Lay back
Don't talk to me
Please, just fuck with me
some voices got bass
We got the kind of voices that are in your face
Like the bun to the burger, like the burger to the bun
Like the cherry
Oh, my girl sitting in the sky
Go buy candy and a currant bun
I like to see you run
Lay back
Don't talk to me
Please, just fuck with me
Please, you
some voices got bass
We got the kind of voices that are in your face
Like the bun to the burger, like the burger to the bun
Like the cherry
goin down.
"Know what I'm talkin bout?"
[Bun B]
When you seee me with my gun on,
its a be a one on,
you know what type of shit Big Bun on.
Some
know what this is man
Hey Bun! Pimp see nigga!
[T.I.]
I gotta '66 Impala so fresh
White top, burnt drop wit' the choppers on deck
It was off,
Yes sir (Yes sir)
Chamillionaire (Chamillitary mayne)
Bun B (Bun B)
It's goin down (It's goin down I know ya mad)
Yes sir
Hypnotize Minds production
[Twista]
its yo boy twista (uh huh)
wit my texas connections ( mike jones)
ya know the biggest
bun and froze up in dis here (who who who who)
thats
(Zombie on the track)
I can get it gone in a blink (stack money)
We could make a bun from the sink (trap money)
He could make a call if you
fuckff her maker her cum cum cum , hand straight pulling on her bun bun bun climax coming like dun dun dun .....
Yeah okay tho , fuck a couple hotties
embarrassed?
Bad b lookin' all Nicki Minaj
Plus I got a spaceship in my garage
My young boy went over there bun suttin
He need a sauna and a massage
You
go and pick up Pimp C and Bun B (that's my niggas there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and 'bout it 'bout it
We gon' handle our business ('bout that)
We
go and pick up Pimp C and Bun B (that's my niggas there)
We gon' get rowdy rowdy and 'bout it 'bout it
We gon' handle our business ('bout that)
We
hear niggas corny raps
Your nigga Hov is back (what?), yeah nigga Hov is back (uh)
I got a honey bun, no not a chick
I got a honey bun, millions nigga
on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
I'm on
You can run and tell my city it's on
Bun B King of the Trill also one of the dopest,
Whether the streets
Oh my, girl sitting in the sun
Go buy, candy and a currant bun
I like, to see you run
Like that......
Oooh, don't talk to me
Please just fuck
her
I told her
I told her
Bun it up
I told her
I told her
I told her
I told her
Bun it up
So all the club is on fire
No top wine up
we bring back the fun any time we come up?
When you see we come up we party from sun down to sun up
Weed haffi bun up, from it haffi bun up, music
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