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benny the butcher - 18 wheeler lyrics

[intro: benny the butcher]
let’s go
hah, let’s go
you know what this is
the butcher comin’, n-gg-
ay, look

[verse 1: benny the butcher & pusha t]
we don’t do no price talk ’cause i already know they numbers
plus me and your old connect was tighter than them dolce runners
first time i ever cooked a deuce, i got a four-way from it
stabbed it in the pot so many times they think oj done it
if me and push would’ve linked back when i was a dealer
that’s an 18-wheeler to my town from virginia
enough glitter on my neck that make my ex-b-tch bitter
i pulled up to the ‘jects pushin’ the lex’ like i’m jigga, uh
to really make these type of checks, i took my chances
when i was travelin’ without no license, yes, i really took those type of risks
i’m laughin’ at indictment threats, huh, i used to sell os
but now i outsell shows, to the feds, the trail cold
when i was locked, never called, but i used to send mail home
i got close homies that caught new cases on jail phones
velcro strap the clip, got a curve like a elbow
she countin’ up, when the b-tch got the 50, her nail broke
they talkin’ racks, but my plug bring it back on the sailboat, uh
and i flooded my corner right after the scale broke
that’s your b-tch, but i’m not a n-gg- she tell no (yeah)
’cause you got the b-tch fly, but it wasn’t chanel though

[verse 2: pusha t]
i’m nothin’ like you new gangsters, pointin’ guns at the camera (never)
i bet you n-gg-s practice in the mirror, brick of money to your earlobe
six pics, same brick, somethin’ weird though
they say a hero’s nothin’ but a sandwich
the 488 comin’ through like the prayin’ mantis
my b-tches got standards
it’s fair in love and war, it’s okay to f-ck a scammer
as long as he empty the bag like black santa
steak dinners at dan tana’s, pick a tamara
the purple in my rainbow is amethyst
only i can c-ke rap this glamorous
the only drug dealer out at fashion week
with an 80/20 split like master p
why would i ever 50/50? you ain’t half of me
benny the butcher comin’ after me, push

[outro: benny the butcher & pusha t]
i flooded my corner
i flooded my corner right after the scale broke
the 488 comin’ through like the prayin’ mantis
that’s an 18-wheeler to my town from virginia
as long as he empty the bag
as long as he empty the bag like black santa
i used to sell os, black santa
i used to sell os, only i can c-ke rap this glamorous
this-this glamorous
benny the butcher, push, benny the butcher, push

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