Lyrics:
her over then I fuck from the back
Amiri my denim I'm stuffing them racks in
Give me 100 up front and I'll wait for the back end
Get you some money they
Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give A Fuck
[Young Buck:]
I Come From A Small
Yeah niggas!
Who the fuck you thought it was?
It's ya nigga Jay muthafuckin Rock, top dog!
Before I get started
Let me get a rest in peace to my
lashed in my face (In my face)
You got some nerve to tell me I changed
So I'll walk away
Give you that space (Give you space)
Give you the time
come back to you and me
But I keep that mask up, semi tucked, underneath my belt
In case they act up, lemme buck, son gon need so my help
Tryna get back
And if you catch me I'll take your time
Ride on home in Monday's own
Of this coldness in my heart
And this whole world riding home
Sweet baby jane, sweet
though I get one million bucks
And I get so much money in a spill over
I give it all for you you you
I give it all for you you you
My heart my soul, my
the fame
I give love ion know how to take
I might give you my heart while it's breaking
To make it your job to replace it
This a desert and you my Oasis
Buck 65-Square 3
[intro]
Music to be murdered by
It is mood music in a juggular vein and I hope you like it
Our record requires only the simplist
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
do I said you know we gone turn up sum mo
And we get plenty bucks she throwing it back like she don't give a fuck
And we gone live it up I swear
We
the pretending
I'll always keep it a buck with you
As long as you keep it a buck with me
Baby I'm all about business
So I'm always busy but I need ya company
If u
Yea hit me up
Let's get it started
You outside
We take a ride then
Looked at you
Now my temp is rising
How you do that by just looking at me?
Yo
The sound of the waves on the embankment
A phone in my left pocket
I'm leaving, you're staying
A forgotten city by me
You're so beautiful, my dream hasn't
came to the rap game, you feel me?
That's my title my nigga if you gotta give me one, I'm 'bout gettin paper
I just throw it up to my boy Myke Diesel for
shit
This ain't beginners luck, hate me like a give a fuck
Do this cause I'm good at it, never ever made a single buck
So fuck y'all, all y'all, I'm fire
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
filled heart but I still smile
Ride out, pull up leave you stuck
Grinding just to get big bucks
Seen the opps but I won't duck
Only day ones keep in
Play wit me like imma a hoe, I'll fuck around get you gone
Came up on a new wave
Made a couple thousand off a phone
Tomorrow thats whole new day
So
Gets the fuck on after you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
(Bitches ain't shit) Ooh yeah, oh-oh-oh yeah
I don't give a fuck
Gets the fuck on after you're done
Then I hops in my coupe to make a quick run
(Bitches ain't shit) Ooh yeah, oh-oh-oh yeah
I don't give a fuck
the goose, we don't give no flocks
Caught shawty in a mood let me take it on
Ain't no telling what I'll do you had me wait to long
Should they ever come for
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