Lyrics:
Zooming fast boom g35 infiniti coupe go get his ass
When bullets flying they aint got no name you better watch ya back
I was taught to up it buck it put em
feels alright)
You make me feel like a million bucks, bae (And I can't explain why)
I can chill around you and I love it (It's gotta be you, it's gotta be
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
imma stay a buck
Man I'm nothing but a g and I ain't giving up
I ain't ever gon fold imma live it up
Imma make it to the top imma fuck up
I ain't ever
Tucker
Uh, time go by too fast
I wonder why I spend so much time thinkin' bout the past
If I had a dime for every time I did that, I'd have cash
Stacked
bucks quick
The courage of a lion
Man I'm just flying
Hip hop in my veins
I'm death defying
I'm on a mission man
To flip shit rich
Still no admissions
where the men go
We snatched him by his hands and feet and threw him out the window
Up, up, and away cause I don't play, clown
Buck, buck, buck
where the men go
We snatched him by his hands and feet and threw him out the window
Up, up, and away cause I don't play, clown
Buck, buck, buck
that s***
Now get crunk (get crunk) get buck (get buck)
Throw your motherf***ing middle finger up (throw it up)
Now get crunk (get crunk) get buck
that shit
All the girls in the club that
Don't really give a fuck
Say fuck that shit, say fuck that shit
Now get crunk, get crunk get buck, get buck
Now
there they go again)
(You might as well pay attention, free speech is too high)
Where'd you get that funk from?
(Huck-a-buck! Ho!)
(You deserve
on the mission , huh
I'm Cool with ambition , I'm cool with ignition
I'm 2 by 2 like 4 demolition
Like 4 motivation
I'm too much too like all annihilation
Like
[Verse 1 - Young Buck]
I'ma born villain, ghetto hero to lil' children
I'm still livin', still robbin' niggas like gimicks
White folks feel dat I belong in
featuring Big Punisher KRS One
[KRS One] Ha ha. Never fear. KRS!
Verse one: KRS One
I'd rather have a hundred thousand true heads by me
Than
bucks
See the scales round my waist, that's a cooobra
Way to, shiny, too too Timey, hands get froooze up
Yea, She call me by name
An numbers don't lie in
(ATL Jacobs, ATL Jacobs)
Beaucoup bucks, foreign coupe rush
Do too much, shop too much
I'm too up, I'm feelin' a rush
Haters on hush, wrists so
imma a maniac
Decatur is my habitat
I’m different from these niggas
Don’t define me by my zodiac
Life too short let’s double back
I ball don’t hog no
like sugar cane
And buck yat take beer owed by queer, oh dem where dat?
Bet you wish you lucked up, and got a quick nut
I wouldn't fuck you if I was
[nows our chance to get em..yeah...
Fuck Tim Dog, cause the boy aint shit...
Fuck Tim Dog, Fuck you Bitch!
Fuck Tim Dog, in the biker shorts...
we earn enough to gain
Something made by other slaves overworked and underpaid
But the difference is they only earn a buck a day
Overworked
Gonna Live Here:
(Buck Owens)
Oh, the sun's gonna shine in my life once more
Love's gonna live here again
Things're gonna be the way they were before
Let it go, let it burn
Let the steam from the radiator rise,
Send her up to car heaven
CauseÂ' I wouldnÂ't mind walking to Tim-buck-too,
As long
Hello, how you doing?
I can give you good massage
I can be your everyting, you give me fifty bucks
If you no say nothing, I can give you
the right one, pass that weed I got to light one,
Armed and dangerous, ain't too many can bang wit us,
Straight up weed no angel dust, label us notorious,
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