i got so many lyrics right now what i can think of is
Juvenile :
Its like I got the world in my palm, your girl up under my arm
She fliped up from the charm,
She love the way the dick still hard from 12 till early in the morn,
fine bitches if you listening you heared me i'm strong,
If you going through your cycle I ain't with it i'm gone,
you must've heared about them hoes that I beat up in my home,
They wasn't telling the truth baby you know they was wrong,
Now, make it official and drink some of that Dom,
I don't mind buying blue, you riding too, don't be asking a homie question bout where I'm driving you,
Lil mamma my poop together I ain't jiving you,
I don't think that homie could do you better than I could do, you know
The Juvenile from cross the street by the derby,
Same homie used to be runnin' with Rusty and Kirby,
Can a playa from tha nolia get a chance with it,
but I can't bounce with you without using my hands with it
Young buc ofcourse :
Hittin niggas from long range for writin the wrong thangs
My name YOUNG buCK but I look like a old mayn
Just cuz I like ice don't compare me to Lil Wayne
I make rap niggas dissapear like Lil Zane
See buck been shot, but not more than 50
I don't dance, what I look like signin wit Diddy?
I got plans, grenades and the G-Unit wit me
And on command, we spray give a flip who we hittin
What's in my hand? A tan bout a hundred and sixty
Hollow tips, four-fifths with the rubber grip
Crips & Bloods they show me love like I'm claimin a set
These industry niggas know they better pay me my check
I get a kick outta seein these broke ass rappers
Ten people showed up that's why your show got cancelled
50 whatever they did to the kid is handled
Niggas callin for these features but they get no answers
flip Y'ALL NIGGAS
buc again :
We came from the bottom to the top, from hoopties to a drop
And kill or be killed is the attitude I got homie
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