Lyrics:
luck
Look how they look
Pullup they shook
Scary nigga wassgood (Good)
Imma king no rook (Rook)
Yall niggas aint tough (Tough)
Get buck get buck
Level up
want your love
Give me your shine
Ain't gotta say much
Give me your time
We just gotta stay true
Baby stay mine
I don't need a right now
Need a lifetime
Satan tryna talk to me, but I ain't with that
All the sin and blasphemy man I ain't with that
I was blind I couldn't see but I ain't wit dat
Sin been
of the alley
Right by them golden arches
Rolled in carpet, body is rotten
Was shockin' to know the charges
So accomplished, the corner store is like my oval
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
paying it always free
I'm a north east shiner baby
Only money make me happy
I drive a buck traffic
This bitch don't have a safety
If I hit that James
at me and said, baby you alright?
I said I'm cool, but ain't this shit supposed to relax us?
Fired up a Newport, but I accidentally lit it backwards
and toe-taggin
Your reaction is flatline, no pulse
Straight killers, thugg niggaz with no heart
[ willie d ]
And that's how that shit go, nigga
We ain't gon'
You must be used to all the finer things
Infatuated by what money brangs
It seems to me you hoes will never change
So all that's left is for us
hit
Police was standing right there by that hospital bed
But them niggas ain't telling 'em shit
Don't go asking me questions
Copy my moves they wait
ain't no thang for me to lay a busta down
Buck a sucker down cause me don't fuck around
With them niggas that be fussin' on that fake shit
I'm on that
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
That's why I always got to do right by you, yea
And ain't no other bitch fight like you
That's why a nigga like me need a wife like you
Baby listen
I'm
aboard
Wearing nothing but a diamond ring I couldn't afford
She's got looks and money that's out of my league
Ain't no way this lady so easy to please
This
the strays (yeah)
Everything ain't all gravy, baby, niggas subject to change (uh-huh)
And it gotta be the paper, 'cause niggas is actin' strange (uh-huh,
on
the nightstand and ya slide right out of bed, and the wife says
"stop making so much noise you're waking me up, go to sleep"
well lemmie tell ya
times like that
a slave
Now they gon find me just doing my thing
Skirting that whip cuz she droping the pin
Now she be wilding she ain't in the kin
Now she be whining
over there, over there
[Mystikal]
Baby, I'm the buzz in your weed and the bubbles in your beer
M-why-S-T-I-KAL
It's the man right here!
Remix
I'm sorry I ain't
I ain't get right back at'cha niggas
I've been a little busy with this Dynasty shit
But uh got my mind right, money been
honnies don de clout
And this is aint no television, i can't see that perfect vision
Figure eight said a n*gga can't shout
Omo, you should beremole, let me
all before
Baby baby baby I'll do right by you
Baby I'll do right by you
Baby baby tell me what I have to do
Baby I'll do right by you
Numbers in my
this DICK!
Luke:
NOW PUT 'ER IN THE BUCK!!!!
Verse 2: Brother Marquis
It's a position in sex that's done by the masters
It ain't the 69 or what you
Discuss these that aint right baby by buck owens Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In