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buddh4 - gomd lyrics
[intro: buddh4]
shawty all on my d_ck
shawty_shawty all on my d_ck_d_ck
shawty all on my d_ck
shawty_shawty all on my d_ck_d_ck
[verse 1: buddh4]
i just pulled that choppa out, i watch a p_ssy back up
act up
then we pull that mother f_ckin strap up
catch up
p_ssy boy you need to get yo racks up
stack up
steady rollin all that good pack up
shoot em in the head n then skrrt off, boy that’s a wrap up
i could give a f_ck about a thot, just wanna add up
shawty tweakin, she keep askin “buddh4 what’s in that cup?”
that mudd
so much codeine, i could fill a bathtub
i jus popped a perky then i blow that b_tches back out
he jus run his mouth too much, we pop him, f_ck a tap out
i’ve been makin so much f_ckin money, i could cash out
i done took the rapper way and brodie took the crack route
i’ve been gettin money lil b_tch, i couldn’t care less
everybody love me like i’m mother f_ckin mayor west
shawty tryna get a little circlе, i don’t share percs
i’ve been off too many drugs, likе lil b_tch f_ck a d.a.r.e shirt
i’ve been countin up you kno i had to get my bands up
can’t stop
shot yo buddy, come and pick yo man’s up
stand up
racks up in my pockets, pull my pants up
ran up
on lil boy, now cops got me in handcuffs
diamonds on my body shinin bright, they all some dancers
we just pushed his wig back, now he look like he got cancer
shawty hit my line too much, lil b_tch no i can’t stand ya
ask me if i’m high, look in my eyes, and there’s yo answer
[bridge: buddh4, y2k_ra]
shawty all on my d_ck
shawty_shawty all on my d_ck_d_ck (yeah, yeah)
shawty all on my d_ck
shawty_shawty all on my d_ck_d_ck
[verse 2: y2k_ra]
aye, shawty all on my d_ck
big ass glock got a big ass d_ck, uh
d_ck got a switch, get that f_ck n_gga hit, uh
n_gga talkin sh_t, we sendin shots at his fit, uh
i’ve been stackin money, i can’t trip off no b_tch, uh
smokin on this blunt, man this sh_t got me geeked up
don’t do the talkin, b_tch i do drive_by’s, uh
pull up on that boy, now he dead, bye_bye, yuh
put that boy to rest, .40 kiss him goodnight, uh
body in the ground, but his soul sky high, uh
b_tch i do this rap sh_t on the mother f_ckin regular
n_ggas wanna beef, ain’t no time on my schedule
feelin like i’m spongebob, hit you with this spatula
bars impeccable, bars spectacular
i just took some opium, feelin like i’m dracula
that mean i’m a nightbird, ain’t f_ckin with no [?]
b_tch i’m finna blow up, finna have yo ears ringin, uh
n_ggas finna run when this choppa get to singin, uh
diamonds on my neck, b_tch it’s bright, they be blingin, uh
red beam right up on this sight, kno we beamin, uh
i don’t give 1 f_ck
i don’t give 2 f_cks
i don’t give a red, orange, yellow, blue or green f_ck
n_gga talkin sh_t, then we gon pull up, get him f_cked up
run up, mask him up
put his body in the trunk
take his body out the trunk
mask off, gun him down
p_ssy boy ain’t make a sound
choppa hold a hunnid rounds
clean fit, on my body, kno it’s really drip or drown
b_tch i’m really with the stars
i could spit a hunnid bars
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