Lyrics:
Shots fired, man down
Lookin’ round, ducking down
Passing dope, moving pounds
Counting bills, and we button down
Never seen it, bodies down
Won’t
She's into bread
Been choosy
Took her to bed
Gave her roll she Turned to a groupie
Like Whoopsie
Bussed from the button down
Tried shut her down
She
the button down
Then I sit down in my seat and pull the sefer out
Could've gone to Ben Yehuda but I took the safer route
Got my finger on the place, yeah I got
Yeah
Push the button down
Yeah
Push the button down
Burn, burn TV burn
Nobody will be saved
Burn, burn TV burn
Nobody knows the side
me, two-stepping all night, a button down, half-button, gold medallion shining hard in my left ear, two-stepping in my hand and playing cards
I hit
Bring it back now side to side
Swing that thing left and right
Ain't nothin else left in sight
Got her button down open flight
Maria comin with the remedy
blood
I pull up in a new fitted suit like
Button down with the French cuffs too
Where the video dudes at?
Who the hell are you?
I said a button down but
his face
He said, "others may come and the others may go
But that suit will be around wherever you're goin'"
Three button hand me down
Three button
me down
Three button hand me down
Hold on a minute
Now I had my fair share of neat women,
But they came between me and my suit.
That was
what had happened
There he stood in front of me
He had a silver cape and eyes of red
With a button down Limousine
Man I gotta get away, gotta get away
York City
Six foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn
As they push the recline buttons down
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland
York City
Six foot drifts on Myrtle's lawn
As they push the recline buttons down
With dreamland coming on
Dreamland, dreamland
Dreamland, dreamland
It's a reach-around jerk in a button-down shirt
Talkin' sweet to keep all the little people happy
When the talk is cheap, the shit gets deep
You
It's a reach-around jerk in a button-down shirt
Talkin' sweet to keep all the little people happy
When the talk is cheap, the shit gets deep
You
delirious , caught me mysteriously
And maybe it's just what I need
Wild
Yeah you do me like that
With your button down shirt
Chest peaking out
Didn't have
And she too damn thick
Tell the truth think she to damn slick
Scare face when she rub Chest
At the shoot out button down no vest
Like nigga it’s me
Well me
Cartoon fat boy in green pants
Wore a button-down shirt
Wit a beer in his hand
Yea real funny guy
Ima kick him in his leg
If you think you Peter
to women but I'm doing something right, I'm old school
With my button downs and my jeans are getting tight, and when a lady passes by I'll look
Her in
soaked canvas shoes on
I was wearing a button down and a sunburn
There were no stones there left unturned
Manhattan beaches made for a holiday
How am I
우린 고인물이야 서서
Button down trousers 벗어
Staying out of troubles
We gonna keep you on the run
Y'all sting like oysters
담을 접시가 없어
세상은 나를 먹버
공기 한 모금 puff
money to be earned, sheesh
Don't be getting on my nerves
Bridges getting burned, baby wait your turn
Pushing all the buttons, button down her shirt
She
through the door and you catch my eye
Reuben with the London accent
And the mullet haircut and the button down shirt
Reuben you're not the first
But you're
Today I will wear my white button-down
I'm tired of wanting more
I think I'm finally worn
For you have a way of promising things
And I've been
Button up
Chorus
We button up
Button up
To shut em down
Shut em down
We sportin' fitteds
Sportin' fitteds
That's our crown
That's our crown
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