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a.buc - 3/8/93 (introduction) lyrics

[sample, drake (nov. 18th)]

draped up, dripped out, know what i’m talking ‘bout 3 in the morning, get it popping in the parking lot
its on once again, and i never pretend, a n-gga staying g ’til the end
draped up, dripped out, know what i’m talking ‘bout 3 in the morning, get it popping in the parking lot
its on once again, and i never pretend, a n-gga staying g ’til the end

[verse a.buc]

stay so high everytime i come around
just met a girl said she reppin flint town
before i said i’m a.buc
body language said she with it
handed me a rello
i ain’t even have to split it
smoking, talking for a minute and i ain’t even have to spit it
said she could tell i got the smarts and smooth enough to get it
plotting how to turn two cents into 6ix digits
so if it’s ever do or die girl tell them that i did it
because you can die any minute any f-cking day
so i’m trying to make ends in like any f-cking way
if they don’t know where i been then f-ck anything they say
i’ve been all about the bens, francs, pounds, pesos undelay
they on the way, i always have the final say
i f-cked the flow up purposely but still you listen nervously
because you ain’t ever heard of me
so give word to the birds and the bees
i don’t give a f-ck what you’ve heard in the streets
i’m here to f-ck the game go absurd in the sheets
and i don’t even need a witness while i murder the beat
because the whole squad over here
somewhere y’all be nowhere near
let me make this crystal clear
come check the score next fiscal year
ill go from rear to top tier
blasting out the atmosphere so high you’d think i disappear
(but i won’t disappear, so listen up)
you can’t hold me down because i’m the up and coming
you can’t hold it down because you don’t come up with nothing
rap a whole lot but is you saying something
my homies know the g code they ain’t saying nothing
i’ve been the one low-key making moves
now i’m balling out and i’m shaking dudes
breaking ankles like breaking rules
you hope i break a leg i hate to break the news
but i’ve lost a few times so i hate to lose
so make no mistake its time to pay them dues
dudes around here quick to lose they cool
shootout over an eight ball like they playing pool
whooo
thats game over
send them to heaven in a white range rover
full cup, rolling up, bad b-tch chauffeur
sometimes sh-ts easier to handle not sober
try to keep composure
but don’t lose grip
i’m your worst nightmare on a lucid trip
and to your girl every words like cupids tip
i got so much drive never neutral sh-t
they hope the kid quit but i’m too legit
say you spit the truth but no proof in it
so when you in the booth its like a spoofs in it
yea you had a chance and the poof it went
the king has come and now its time
yea i’m young but swear i’m so divine
think they won thats where i draw the line
you better understand don’t ever undermine
i got a style my own yea thats undefined
sitting in throne with that b-tch reclined
spitting so raw but yet so refined
i’ve been on my own working overtime
to go from bottom grind
to b-tch i got them
now whats mine is mine thats the bottomline
they been paying out but forgotten mine
so i need a milli if you trying to sign
shyt
feel me

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