bluebucksclan – here wit us lyrics
[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
in the field f+cking up my kicks, i don’t even punt
got a [?] in these shoes, i ain’t gon’ [?]
all these hundreds in this room, make a n+gga [?]
skinny n+gga but my pockets [?]
i ain’t f+cking with you n+ggas like i’m donald trump
where was you when i was broke down, need a jump?
[?] we was on the [?]
in the [?], n+gga, we was not hiding
[?]
young n+ggas in the alley, we was fighting
throwing eggs at these cars while they driving
now we pulling up in bentleys, ain’t no jeeps
if them b+tches on my feet they ain’t cheap
if i f+cked and never called that p+ssy weak
[?] so i’m in her throat for a week
ain’t no diamonds, just plain jane, b+tch, with the philippе
mixing louis with the fendi, all that kappa, you can keep it
had a dream that i drownеd ’cause i’m dripping in my sleep
[?] guccid down but balenci’ on my feet
they asking me if i want [?], b+tch, what you think?
can’t get close to my b+tch, yeah, like that b+tch stink
double f and gs all on my b+tch, ain’t no pink
if you ain’t with the clan, n+gga, h+ll nah, we can’t link
[verse 2: jeeezy]
h+ll nah, we can’t link
i got henny and d’ussé, what you drink?
[?], all these n+ggas tryna [?]
n+ggas hating but they got it on repeat
alexanders on my feet
real thick black b+tch, p+ssy pink
n+gga thought he seen [?], that was me
only n+ggas in the wraith on the [?]
n+ggas hoes, man, i swear to god
scary n+gga, almost [?]
call his ass [?], he stay with his mom
b+tch, i like head, i don’t want no handjob
[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
we just hit a double+double, we was in and out
all these hundreds here, n+gga, like we print ’em out
n+ggas mad that we ball, y’all keep sitting out
your b+tch like a wild dog, she keep getting out
[?] on these [?], yeah, they [?]
you ain’t with the clan, n+gga, you ain’t here with us
we got gas, we got juice, ain’t no beer with us
same hoes that i [?]
[outro: bluebucksclan dj]
we just hit a double+double, we was in and out
all these hundreds here, n+gga, like we print ’em out
n+ggas mad that we ball, y’all keep sitting out
your b+tch like a wild dog, she keep getting out
[?] on these [?], yeah, they [?]
you ain’t with the clan, n+gga, you ain’t here with us
we got gas, we got juice, ain’t no beer with us
same hoes that i [?]
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