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Buckshot
Clack clack clack, clack clack clack clack
fk wit BDB, I put a, hole in ya back
See me, it's like that, it's like this
Hit you wit the tip of the four fifth, lick off ya bottom lip
I gotta have it, and did it to smackin
Ya backwards, I don't how to act kid, relax kid
Calm ya as* down, don't let the liquor or the weed smoke
Provoke a fight now, aight now
Don't get gassed up, I know where you live at, I tied ya wife up
Gave her the d*ck and she was like "Buck"
Yeah picture ya girl, me and my d*ck sucked
Man, I live it up, the life of a thorough nigg*, what
You see me on the block, runnin from s**t
Comin wit the glock, bustin off thunderous s**t
Number one hit, still throw blows to get
Up in your tentacles, turn you into vegetables
Chorus 2X: Swan
We heavy weighters, crowd motivators
In and out of staters, Benz and Navigators
Ridin elevators, to the hundredth floor
Bombin down on that ass, we bout to give you some more
Swan
Where we get gully for the cash, call it Terror Dome
Where b*tch pop down, when they hear the chrome
Swan flip digital, nigg* try and rap
Don't love the six hundred, nigg* neck snap back, fk it
Crash that, cuz pullin on my d*ck again
Paparazzi wanna take my flick again, give a chick a ten
Good girl, got my glock in the spot
Cuz I don't trust you muth*fkas, when I'm rockin the spot
And dead men, Swan Gotti, young gun for fun
See ya hungry gettin none, cuz my nine weigh a ton
When I bust, better run, or catch a war back breaker
Live shots, shakin and fakin
F.T.
Who callin me out? I'm all about triggas and toast
girls gimme p*ssy, cuz my d*ck is bigger than most
is dose, of thugs so you figure I'm broke
Advice it happens, money, all liquor and smoke
I went to school but wasn't learnin nuthin
Stay burnin bustin, was a birth to frontin
Pullin out gats, ready to murder somethin
My whole game plan, is name brand
Let off the flame and smack a gay man wit the same hand
All you undefeated cats bout to take ya first lost
fk that, it's a work, boss get hurt, boss never
Hit honeys wit shirts and skirts off
Yeah, you look hard, but your verse soft
Chorus 4X