Lyrics:
revoir, yeah, now I'm up outta here
Pigs look me up and down with a frown
Is it because I'm brown or is it because I'm from Bucktown?
(Bucktown) home
revoir, yeah, now I'm up outta here
Pigs look me up and down with a frown
Is it because I'm brown or is it because I'm from Bucktown?
(Bucktown) home
Written by Duncan Daniels and Charleslyn Charles
I no dey waste time at all ohh ...
Any time you set trap...I go fall ohh
Let me investigate....
can
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
Would you ride then, if I wasn't drivin'?
If I wasn't ah, eight figure nigga by the name of Jigga
Would you come around me or would you clown me?
If I
the first time
In my whole life
No thanks to you
And when, when you see me
Out on the street
Your cold brown eyes
Will pass me by
I don't know man
she's kinda
DICK,
Fatherly, when I spit on these kiddies don't bother me,
In the brown and red dickies, Mahogany,
Red all over me like I hit an artery,
Fuck all
your girl, I lick her titties
Ain't kiss and tell cause I do not mean it
Uh, uh, uh, you feel it?
Uh, you know a nigga done did it
I knock your girl
Count it by hand, shit take all day
To my niggas using Corrlinks hold your head
Remember ChineGun used to piss in the bed
Remember hot dogs getting boiled
Blocked off, knock ya socks off
Chain swung back n forth
Russian niggas with sickles, Nikita Koloff
Della Reese ya toes off, let the beef cook like
Feed it up a knock, speed, grunt, no
Strength
(Joe McCarthy, Richard Nixon, Studebaker
Television)
The ladder starts to clatter with
Fear of height,
grows still
(Yip yip way bop de boom ditty boom ditty)
Baby when you hear me shout
(Yip yip way bop de boom ditty boom ditty)
Kiss me quick, knock me
right eat right
In the building make sure the babies eat right
Now whoever read me wrong, can start by reading my palm
Make me catch a flashback
(Oh yeah, oh yeah)
He calls me the devil
I make him wanna sin
Every time I knock, he can't help but let me in
Must be homesick for the real
He calls me the devil
I make him wanna sin
Every time I knock, he can't help but let me in
Must be homesick for the real
I'm the realest it gets
brown hairs everywhere
You nasty Twin I don't care
Round here they call me Big Pun hit you with the big guns
Thick tongue known to make a chick come
In
sucked, when I pull out the Bent'
These hoes jockin me, they wanna ride with me
They gotta be down hoe! Like Bobby Brown and Whitney
Life is a game
cause I got mcm on me
When I was at my lowest
Ain't worry bout me so I was by my lonely
Check my phone for attachments
Brown skin curly haired like her
the boat like it's stolen
Gripping her ass with both hands
30 on me by the night stand
G17 and it don't jam
Me and Ben Frank got a bromance
Said I used to be
See it in your smile I hear it in your sigh
That we have found a feeling higher than high
My own, my only, my all
Kindled by your kiss
See it in your smile, I hear it in your sigh
That we have found a feeling higher than high
My own, my only, my all
Kindled by your kiss
See it in your smile I hear it in your sigh
That we have found a feeling higher than high
My own, my only, my all
Kindled by your kiss
feel
Knocks me back on my heels
Playin' my heart like a pedal steel
Her kiss is red hot like Bakersfield
Hypnotized by that western feel
She'll
these hoes linked up
I'm finna start a band
Been the trending topic
Yeah I'm in hot demand
Heard you tried to knock me off
Seem to never can
Real tied in
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