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pnthn - chumbucket lyrics
[intro]
yeah baby, it’s the pnthn baby…
[hook: bun b]
they living, they living, they living, they living
laid in big houses, with pools in the back
laid in laid in big houses so you never see us act
laid in big houses, with pools in the back
laid in laid in big houses so you never see us act
[verse 1: tony tone]
it’s your favorite little drummer boy
put d-ck up in her tummy
toy with hearts like christmas morning
break em off like its nothing
break em off like i’m dez
in the end zone, heads up
anybody’s game
so its best that i’m the next up
hol’ up
cuz i ain’t got time for a lil white lie
in the middle of the night
ooze drip from the wall
i don’t ever try
every comment ever liked
took it all to head
loose legs when i fall
winter time winner time
sinner mind
get it i minimize many dimes
ventilaze air i breathe
hail so sweet when i sail
thru the ozone won’t grow up
betta scare all you old folk
[verse 2: dc4prez]
one time for my gang
in this b-tch n-gga get in my lane i switch
sun shine everyday
t-t for tat bet that -ss i’ll be late again
run on 8 percent
sleepy eyed still see thru lies
like bih ok lets play pretend
dc prolly need 2 times yuh
icky vicky ho want me for my shiny t–th ok
50/50 split tag along my limousine ok
i p-ss it off as grief at least my -ss’ll call a spade a spade
she p-ssive when she speak i gon and p-ss it off to pink
[chorus: pink ranger]
lil b-tch wanna lay with my hoes (she do)
lil b-tch wanna come to my shows (come on)
lil b-tch wanna drink my sauce (drink up)
lil b-tch wanna lay with a boss (get cozy)
pink range, red range
ten deep can’t f-ck with my gang
two minutes she screaming my name
two blunts take it all to my brain
[verse 3: twohorizonra]
big tex, who next
boutta catch a barrage atcha neck
i’m the best out who flex
ain’t no rest for the wicked
doin’ burnouts figure 8 wheel spinnin’ge
paint still drippin’
rock girls outta socks
bet i melt in her mouth then i pop rock and drop
gimmie slop top in a drop top from the chop shop
ought not test us them dudes stay winnin’
ain’t no gold t–th still me t–th shine grinnin’
i’m now in my prime
optimus prime
optima whippin’ in brand new lacoste
third coast do most and we’ll leave you a ghost
toast to my partners and cowgirls who know
bombin’ on folks sittin’ coach
i do not fit in i float, i rock boats
outta lakes full o’ flakes how i cope
[verse 4: kenny casanova]
oo oo oo oo i can put it on a ho
i done reached freeza mode, and my hair turning gold
whip whip whip whip, like a trick up my sleeve
got my b-tch on her knees, and her t-ts double d’s
like ed edd n eddy, leave my ho lookin messy
she gon kick it cause i let her, wanna ride my beretta
and it used to be the jetta but i’m now looking betta
cuz a n-gga is a savage imma need a barbarella
and i think about the money so a n-gga bouta sell out
the club full of f-ck sh-t da gang about to head out
she sweat out her weave and she biting on the pillow
she think i’m a freak and i ain’t about to pull out pull out pull out
95 whipping in a school zone
smelling like a l!ck call me hugo
i ain’t got time to check the hublot
[chorus: pink ranger]
lil b-tch wanna lay with my hoes (she do)
lil b-tch wanna come to my shows (come on)
lil b-tch wanna drink my sauce (drink up)
lil b-tch wanna lay with a boss (get cozy)
pink range, red range
ten deep can’t f-ck with my gang
two minutes she screaming my name
two blunts take it all to my brain
[verse 5: yd]
i’m not houdini but i’ll take off with your b-tch
she can’t see me tho
high key, keep it on the low
that’s a sloppy hoe
whippin fours, uncle phil that doe
she don’t want no more
candy paint drippin i’m feeling draped
riding wit my woes
ima be pullin up right by the door
cashin the checks that i keep on the low
bangin that screw and you already know
choppin that bun and we choppin that moe
new sweats, cool skates
n-ggas runnin but it’s too late
got a n-gga flying, i don’t need a cape
make a n-gga dripped out, feelin draped
[verse 6: jedi chancellor]
unomomento no need to act like this done mean something
i’m down with the easy loving
ain’t no stressing ain’t no bugging
lay up grow up playa
quit with the rim stuffing
p-ss it to your friend loving
dish -ssist no ball grubbin
free love hippy dippy sifting tryna poke something
geeked up tripping slipping pimpin i ain’t mean nothing
back up i ain’t even say dat we could be something
why you acting where your brain, i should’ve never got you busted
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