Young Buck] For those who couldn't figure me out, what this nigga be bout Cookin' it, and cuttin' it, and flippin' it, in 24 hours Cause I keep a dyke
(feat. Drake, Bun B) [Birdman] Make it so fresh, YM, So fly so priceless, CMB bitch, Just another day on the Top floor of the balcony bitch, Live it
he gon (wat) rep up fo Virgina baby keepin it G in the streets and t.v. dont matta he gon keep it 100 cus cant nobody do like yung Trey don done it so
Got the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga) [Bun B] Yea, back up in the hood again, where it
Buck] For those who couldn't figure me out, what this nigga be bout Cookin' it, and cuttin' it, and flippin' it, in 24 hours Cause I keep a dyke, on
about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open Screaming I'll fuck the world It came different, these young bucks got it
gon (wat) rep up fo Virgina baby keepin it G in the streets and t.v. dont matta he gon keep it 100 cus cant nobody do like yung Trey don done it so dont
mi-ii-iind [Bun B:] Well I'm certified official, authentic and the real McCoy Guaranteed to blow the spot when I'm in it, gotta feel ya boy 100%, real Bun B
up and show out She wanna chill with the crew kick it in the crib on the hill with the view You know you wanna holla what it is? what it do? She love
your diamonds man these boys done put a gun to your grill It's Bun Beeda, you know that I be reppin mayne See we done said it befo', but we gon' say it
the chevy same color Tropicana orange juice (yeaaaa) We trap or die nigga, we trap or die nigga) [Bun B] Yea, back up in the hood again, where it's
im bout my money hangin out the window throwing up the play boy bunny, aint never phony ima keep it moving man cause im always hungry lil mama what it is tell what it
it quick to your head, lil' mama I don't think you wanna fuck with me [Bun B] Keep it trill, keep it gangsta, pimpin' keep it 100 Before a nigga be done
Bun B-da Holdin it down (down) Rep the town to the fullest (fullest) Whether it be on the mic or in them streets Bustin them bullets (bullets) Don't pull it
that fuck it Bitch I'll leave ya body cold (cold...) [Verse 3: Bun B] From tha land of grain (grain) Candy paint (paint) 84's and the chrome grill It
these freakz out here (Pitbull, Pitbull, Bun B, Bun B, part 2, part 2) There's so many in this world babie...pick & choose (remix) [Verse: Bun B] Bun B
Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open Doing about 100 in the fast lane windows wide open Screaming I'll fuck the world It came different, these young bucks got it