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Get Buck 2 This Lyrics: Yuh, yuh / All of my homies around me (Get buck) / All of my hoes around me (Get buck) / She fuck with me 'cause we (Get buck) / She sucked me up 'cause we (Get buck) / … And im never gon stop I hate being copied yo raps ain't original Gotta be a fuckin' G (A G) Verse 1: Pouya] Ready to pop drop top f*** cops, And I’m never gon' stop, Cough drop in my mouth cause I’m sick with the shit that i spit out the lip Rip-n-dip with the click The whole team gotta hit Real quick, talk shit get hit, Man the clock gon' Hit a lick for the drug slang white bitch like cocaine you can keep your pants on ima slide through the g string well All of my homies around me (Get buck) Spread the booty hole and put the fingers in the clit real shit I want to receive notifications about featured artists and news. Cannot annotate a non-flat selection. Ima young mother fucker so i pull up to the scene Real quick talk shit get hit man No more acting kindly its time to go in for the win My bitch, my dawg, my shown (Get buck) All of my hoes around me (Get buck) Straight up no subliminal Don't sleep on me, ho (Don't sleep) Blue print shit yeah i got the plan Smart stunnas up in this shit dont trip Just feelin like a million bucks Baby bone pouya sit down take a toast Middle fingers up (Bitch), I don't really care who stands Give it up for the kid with a plan Lyricapsule: The Surfaris Drop ‘Wipe Out’; June 22, 1963, Lyricapsule: The Byrds Drop ‘Mr. We turned up at the show (Get buck, yuh) My homies, my crew, my ho (Get buck) Stay fly up over the sky you a lie if you say that i ain't goin in Ready to pop drop top fuck cops My bitch, my dawg, my shown (Get buck) She sucked me up 'cause we (Get buck) Rip-n-dip with the click Death to all of my foes (Get buck) Pouya – Get Buck Lyrics [Verse] Ready to pop, drop top, fuck cops And I’m never gon' stop Cough drop in my mouth, ‘cause I’m sick with the shit that I spit out the lip Rip-n-dip with the click The whole team gotta hit Real quick talk shit get hit man The clock gon tic so I gotta get rich Drop a load down her throat POUYA Get Buck Lyrics [Verse] Ready to pop, drop top, f*ck cops and I'm never gon' stop Cough drop in my mouth 'Cause I'm sick with the shit that I spit out the lip Rip-n-dip with the click, the whole team gotta hit Real quick; talk shit, get hit, man [Chorus] We turned up at the show (Get buck) Throw that guap up in the air (In the air) I know you know that im the man and fuck rap We turned up at the show (Get buck) starts and ends within the same node. Im born to get with it no trippin I wanna see the cash start with a play for today She fallin' in love with a young motherfucker like me We all gonna die All of my hoes around me (Get buck) Im on stealth mode feeling like silhouettes in the dark ho Pouya lyrics - 139 song lyrics sorted by album, including "1000 Rounds", "Wrong Place, Right Time", "Death By Dishonor". Exit then she clean that shit with her own damn lips now picture that shit She sucked me up 'cause we (Get buck) Ready to pop drop top fuck copsAnd im never gon stopCough drop in my mouth cause im sick with the shit that i spit out the lipRip-n-dip with the clickThe whole team gotta hitReal quick talk shit get hit manThe clock gon tic so i gotta get richWe all gonna dieThese haters gon test me but all of the pieI know you want it why you acting shyThis ones for the homies who really do meYou claiming you hard well then show meIts double s bitch and we murking this shitWe working for certain she jerking the dickSpread the booty hole and put the fingers in the clit real shitTake it out she gon lick that shit then spit on the dickExit then she clean that shit with her own damn lips now picture that shitDamn i am the manBlue print shit yeah i got the planLocal rap can't take over the landSo i figured its time to get biggerFor the cheese ima fiend know what i meanIm on the scene with the teamLittle pou what it do like a fat ho i dont fuck with youYou my dawg then i take out the youYo my homies will always come through better duckWhen they buck press your luckAin't nobody give a fuck in my city every man for himselfSo i stay to myself low keyIm on stealth mode feeling like silhouettes in the dark hoYou can see but you really dont know whats inside take flight on a bitch she was talking to much gotta rideGet wet like the tideDont be a lil pussyDont hide when i slide right by with the guysStay fly up over the sky you a lie if you say that i ain't goin inPut your sword against my pen bet i winSmart stunnas up in this shit dont tripHit a lick for the liqFor the bitch she sip on the drinkTo the point she can't thinkBrainless famous for the head she givingNo paying hear what im sayingLittle pouya im laying these rappers straight down dont fuck with me never dont fuck with me nowYou clown wear the lip stickGot you on the hit listAll around the world i got bitches and you know thisDouble s focused on the guwop like gucciIm posted with my dawgs like vickCaught the pic on your bitchPogo shit when she jump on the stick equipped and ion kiss lips unless they pussyFuck these haters they ain't really talking to meCan't see em or hear em hellen kellerI will never let a hater put me down no neva eve let emGet the pussy w etter and its leaking like a faucet sell the ho to get the profitStuff the money in my pocketTell the ho to walking im young so i gotta stay flossin bossinAll these rappers mocking my styleSo i flip the bird and walk it outDoing my thang what you talking boutStay in yo place like a parking spotDont get out of line homies notorious committing crimesLike johnny layton i stay on my grind bitch you is basic so get ouy my lifeIma young mother fucker so i pull up to the sceneGirls love my style cause they said it was mean something like lysol the flow is so cleanTaking it back to the city miami is where i be 1994Style ho stickin n trickin a bitchDrop a load down her throatBet making her wet she need a motha fuckin rain coatBaby bone pouya sit down take a toastCause the kid dont slack my pack got my backSo dont try me you know where to find meNo more acting kindly its time to go in for the winIf i got yo ill sin you haters is trash where is the bin hear them boys talking shit so i hit up the juce maneHit a lick for the drug slang white bitch like cocaine you can keep your pants on ima slide through the g string wellIm just dippin ain't got time for womenBallin scottie pippenIm born to get with it no trippinIm slippin the vans on my feetJust feelin like a million bucksGive it up for the kid with a planYou know that i roll with a team on demandI know you know that im the man and fuck rapI wanna see the cash start with a play for todayTo get paid like the first of the monthDont be layzie this shit getting crazyI hate being copied yo raps ain't originalStraight up no subliminalNobody hearing you they sleepin on meSo i wake they ass up with the lyricalIma mother fuckin GDont you see i done told you dont sleep on me ho, Music begins with lyrics © 2003 - 2020, 2.9 millions of lyrics Made with love in Belo Horizonte - Brazil.
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