Song parody of
pray IV the best
by Chace Bucks
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Feel like my hands running thru water, about to splash on this bitch
Lord of yonkers style
Here in New York
Don't expect them to show love
I'm from New York
Sometimes gotta get it in blood
Hustle this shit
Yeah I hustle the rich
From 914
Y.O. we the shit
Bust a maneuver
While you still stand
Hang with them losers
I can't not do it
It's money here
Out to run up threw it
Focus to win
The millions
Want em up by 10
Then start it again
Fuck it
Let me start it again
Been broke
On felt hurt
Some nights
Had to lay in dirt
Shoot outs and fist fights
Other nights end with razor knives
Rap just another payment
What ever you do
Make it work
Bank rolls make faces frown
Start 2 see who's really round
Rocking my wrist
Rock it
Flexin' that bitch
Tossin' on this
Money
Rain in that bitch
We don't do middle man around here
We the plug
Come get this work or smoke how ever you want it woe
Lord of yonkers
I don't dance
Don't really club
But when I do
Pop smoke
Hit the woo
Yeah watch how I move
She a mami stare
That's your girl, bad news on you
Live life
Won't think twice
If I have to pull
Money power respect
Pussy niggaz
Steady talk out there neck
Til you run up on em
Damage there chest
No more breathing
Stop go on and rest
While we smoke on your PAC
Mardy brah wanna hit this gas
Straight rolling like that
Ssssssss
Straight rolling like that
Lil brah started rapping
Fam bout to make it happen
We in streets, been in the streets, lyrics never cappin'
No young boy
But the nba phrase, we can be about that
Count it up
Bag it up
See the picture
Chace Bucks
Rocking my wrist
Rock it
Flexin' that bitch
Tossin' on this
Money
Rain in that bitch
Rocking my wrist
Rock it
Flexin' that bitch
Tossin' on this
Money
Rain in that bitch
Feel like my hands running thru water, about to splash on this bitch
Lord of yonkers style
Here in New York
Don't expect them to show love
I'm from New York
Sometimes gotta get it in blood
Hustle this shit
Yeah I hustle the rich
From 914
Y.O. we the shit
Bust a maneuver
While you still stand
Hang with them losers
I can't not do it
It's money here
Out to run up threw it
Focus to win
The millions
Want em up by 10
Then start it again
Fuck it
Let me start it again
Been broke
On felt hurt
Some nights
Had to lay in dirt
Shoot outs and fist fights
Other nights end with razor knives
Rap just another payment
What ever you do
Make it work
Bank rolls make faces frown
Start 2 see who's really round
Rocking my wrist
Rock it
Flexin' that bitch
Tossin' on this
Money
Rain in that bitch
We don't do middle man around here
We the plug
Come get this work or smoke how ever you want it woe
Lord of yonkers
I don't dance
Don't really club
But when I do
Pop smoke
Hit the woo
Yeah watch how I move
She a mami stare
That's your girl, bad news on you
Live life
Won't think twice
If I have to pull
Money power respect
Pussy niggaz
Steady talk out there neck
Til you run up on em
Damage there chest
No more breathing
Stop go on and rest
While we smoke on your PAC
Mardy brah wanna hit this gas
Straight rolling like that
Ssssssss
Straight rolling like that
Lil brah started rapping
Fam bout to make it happen
We in streets, been in the streets, lyrics never cappin'
No young boy
But the nba phrase, we can be about that
Count it up
Bag it up
See the picture
Chace Bucks
Rocking my wrist
Rock it
Flexin' that bitch
Tossin' on this
Money
Rain in that bitch
Rocking my wrist
Rock it
Flexin' that bitch
Tossin' on this
Money
Rain in that bitch
