Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch Buck jump, motherfucker, buck jump, ya bitch Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker Gon' gangsta walk, gon' do it, motherfucker Buck
I need another gun The littlest in the trap, and got it poppin' like some bubblegum Junkies hatin' on my stacks, sayin' I'm nuttin' but a young Buck
wanna fuck a homie I would, ya best believe that Wanna call me reg, show ya girl where the cheese at Niggas roll and shit, hatin' on a young bitch Cause
.B. when it come to hoes And a 40 cal when it come to haters We authentic players not counterfeit Got a 600 Benz with a fall kit Got hoes at the HK turnin
Myspace now girls wanna shoot at my place Damn sure put a smile on my face To all the haters thanks for watching I'm not paid but I made enough For haters
away Stephon Marbury type bullets they like to penetrate Young Money we outta school but we got chemistry!! (Young Money muthafucka) Young spitter, young mane, young cop, young
buck buck and buck buck again I will butt fuck your friend then suck up her twin I put the buck up to him then buck buck and buck buck and buck buck
's keep it movin' On to the kitchen where my witches keep it brewin' Uh huh, look at how my bitches do it Bucky buck naked look at all my bitches booties
buck up and buck buck then buck buck again I will butt fuck your friend then suck up her twin I put the buck up to him then buck buck and buck buck and buck buck
, even on a Sunday Damn, where I get it from? These niggas always wondered who Then they meet my pop and tell 'em, "Drake is just a younger you" And
Get crunk motherfucker, get buck (get buck) [repeat 2x] Northside ho! Southside ho! Eastside ho! Westside ho! Get crunk motherfucker, get buck (get buck
From this day forth I declare war I hope you niggas ready for that (okay) [project pat] I represent north memphis where your cars will be stolen Young niggas buck
rock 'n roll I never gave a damn, my juice gonna slam I'm at I.H.O.P. eatin some breakfast and some yams my partna Scott chillin at the mutha fuckin crib
Po-yo On the low low Im a young pro In this game I ain't lame Rolling down on chops Smoking on the Killer Mary Jane Coming down freestyle, playa buck
it feel real good mayne And ain't a damn thing changed, I'm still hood mayne All the broads used to cap, wanna fuck now 'Cause they see a young nigga getting bucks
down tonight, put them other plans up Where my Boss Hoggs, where my outlaws Where my ballers that be balling, let me see you ball Where them chicks,
where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off Where you from? Who the boss? Lemme break him off Now, where you from? Who the boss? I'ma break him off Where