babyface ray – still gone bust a band lyrics
[intro]
(classics)
[chorus]
still gon’ bust a band, (how the f+ck i ain’t gon’ do that n+gga, you know we gon’ keep bustin’ bands…)
still gon’ drip down in designer, rock the f&n
still gon’ f+ck her friends, (top, amiri bottom, you know what i’m sayin’, with the glock tucked in that b+tch)
still gon’ pop ’em by the seal and eat a couple tens
forgive me, i’ve done sinned, (i got yo ho off percocet’s now man)
[bridge: preacher]
(would you look to the realization, that when all god you can do that, without him you will pay, without him your like a ship without a ship without a sail)
[verse 1]
ay, d+mn face we got that sauce from you, (for real?)
i got this coat from neimans, wear it once and then i’m through
this sh+t for real, just read the news
free my cuz the house got [?]
i sell ’em all just leave some room
i’m jumpin’ [?], you jumpin’ brooms
ha, i’m jumpin’ wop, you jumpin’ that
i heard you got yo spot jumpin’ cause its jumpin’ back
jumped in yo feelings about a b+tch, what you want her back?
jump in my bag and zip it up, face where the f+ck you at?
i’m somewhere out in [?] droppin’ 4s, fanta peach
you get that bag and run it up, look i ain’t tryna preach
b+tch, do you want to f+ck or not? i ain’t tryna sleep
you got a man, oh you in love, so that’s fine with me
i need a dime a feature
i finna sign the streets
i drink a line then eat
i wanna run like meech
still standing in the field, 700 cleats
20 racks, my rta’s, 700 for these
[chorus]
still gon’ bust a band, (how the f+ck i ain’t gon’ do that n+gga, you know we gon’ keep bustin’ bands…)
still gon’ drip down in designer, rock the f&n
still gon’ f+ck her friends, (top, amiri bottom, you know what i’m sayin’, with the glock tucked in that b+tch)
still gon’ pop ’em by the seal and eat a couple tens
forgive me, i’ve done sinned, (i got yo ho off percocet’s now man)
[bridge: preacher]
(…from the masters hand, somebody must’ve told her that in the 14th chapter of matthew, jesus has took the little boys life)
[verse 2]
if we f+cking b+tch just say my name
in public b+tch don’t say my name
this ain’t no game
this sh+t [?], n+gga f+ck the fame
30 days straight with that drank, i done drunk yo chain
i been f+cked yo main, that’s why she say she done with lames
man, this sh+t look like a hockey game
all my n+ggas slide, all my n+ggas icey man
i’ma bust back out with these when the prices change
its all gamble, some of us don’t roll the dice the same
[bridge: preacher]
(people need to see me [?] for the lord, i had to doubt my reward in recognition but, yes lord, yes lord, yes lord)
[chorus]
still gon’ bust a band, (how the f+ck i ain’t gon’ do that n+gga, you know we gon’ keep bustin’ bands…)
still gon’ drip down in designer, rock the f&n
still gon’ f+ck her friends, (top, amiri bottom, you know what i’m sayin’, with the glock tucked in that b+tch)
still gon’ pop ’em by the seal and eat a couple tens
forgive me, i’ve done sinned, (i got yo ho off percocet’s now man)
[outro: preacher]
(…yes lord, yes lord, has anyone ever gotten to the point in their life when there was nothing else you could say then, yes lord)
(classics)
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