Get Buck

Young Buck

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    Lyrics for Get Buck

    [Intro]
    Yeah!!! Get 'em Buck!!!

    [Verse 1]
    OK! I'm reloaded my bankroll swole and a n**** can't fold it
    I got 'em like HEY! Got 'em rollin
    The kush on the way and the champagne frozen
    Watch me do my thang, I got these hoes open
    I'm ridin presidential like the s*** that I'm smokin
    Water wih' the work, Petrom on my shirt
    And a zip ain't s*** I need a quarter P of Purp
    'Gon break it down, pass it all around
    I can serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
    Them dope boys in this b**** like, let me buy that
    Broke n****s in this b**** like, let me try that
    I need a beat in the b****, let me call Polow
    Mr. Tennakey I still get 'em for the low though
    Shawty light up the dro, I ain't ready to go
    Can't ban me from the radio or f*** up my show, you know

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    [Chorus] (*Ladies replying to Young Buck)
    Haters tryin to ban a n**** mayne (It's OK!)
    I bounce back watch me do my thang (It's OK!)
    I got my Chevy hoggin up the lane (It's OK!)
    I'm a boss I can make it rain (It's OK!)
    Now get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)

    [Verse 2]
    Let's play the game I'm the quarterback, don't stop homey
    I go to jail if I get sacked, so block for me
    Eightball in my corner pocket, it's on and poppin
    Got the whole club leanin wit' it, and body rockin
    Drunk drivin in my Cut dawg, I got my truck parked
    Seventy Two Tennessee Titan like what up y'all?!
    I'm home boy, holla at ya homeboy
    Better come quick, once I get it then it's gone boy
    First come first serve, f*** what ya heard
    I'm piecin out my pack till I come up on a bird
    Blow the smoke out my nose, pimpin on these hoes
    They know me at the bank love me at the jewelry stores
    I play it how it goes, the butterfly doors
    On them old school vogues with the chrome on the toes
    These f*** n****s know, that I will let it go
    (I bet he got a vest) No but I got my tech though

    [Chorus] (*Ladies replying to Young Buck)
    Haters tryin to ban a n**** mayne (It's OK!)
    I bounce back watch me do my thang (It's OK!)
    I got my Chevy hoggin up the lane (It's OK!)
    I'm a boss I can make it rain (It's OK!)
    Now get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)
    Get buck b**** (Watch me do the damn thang)

    [Outro]
    Yeah you know what it is, how we do the damn thang down here
    N**** what you workin with?
    Yeah, hey my n**** now don't be in the club, throwin ya rent money, be broke in the mornin
    Have us laughin at ya broke a**, yeah where my dope boys at?
    Yeah! Shawty I see you! Now pick up that god damn money! Hey! LET'S GO!

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    Composición: D. Brown, J. Jones y T. Clayton

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