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bluebucksclan – one good year lyrics

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
bucksclan, we the ones that’s in first, n+gga (we in first, ten11)
it’s gon’ cost an arm and leg for a verse, n+gga (arm and leg, ayo, stop playin’ with ’em, mook, drop that sh+t)
how the f+ck we won the game in the first inning? (how the f+ck we won the game?)
catchin’ plays every night, i don’t sit games (i don’t sit)
yeah, i call your b+tch my baby, that’s her nickname (that’s her nickname)
good b+tch, body cold, check my b+tch frame (check my b+tch frame)
cracked a b+tch at the party and my b+tch came (my b+tch was with me)
v12, it sound raggedy when i switch lanes

[verse 2: jeeezy]
i’m the reason your b+tch usin’ all her sick days (yeah, that’s mе)
told her if she suck it good, get hеr rent paid (yeah, i got her)
like a mean coach, gave that b+tch the wrong number (cold)
f+ckin’ up these bands like a bad drummer (f+ck it up)
freak b+tch, she gon’ treat me like a cucumber (godd+mn)
i just made a hundred thou’, that’s a bad summer (bad summer)
dream doll, you the only one i’ll lay under (on my mama)
actin’ like my phone broke, i can’t save numbers (i can’t do it)
ran into your b+tch, yeah, i had to hit her whole bumper (godd+mn)
n+gga had one good year, n+ggas jay cutler (n+ggas weak)

[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
yeah, you made one good play, n+ggas malcolm butler (malcolm butler)
why these broke+ass n+ggas doin’ all that loud talkin’? (broke+ass n+ggas)
yeah, you had one good year, n+ggas miles austin (miles austin)
pradas big as f+ck on my feet, got me proud walkin’ (yeah, i’m proud)
no dinner, ‘member starvin’ ’til i dosed off (i was starvin’)
on the floor cold, don’t turn the stove off (i was cold)
now n+ggas pointin’ at my feet, how much those cost? (what is those?)
told her i just want some top, why your clothes off? (where your clothes?)
saks fifth, i’m well known, i don’t know ross (i don’t know ross)
[verse 4: jeeezy]
suck it good, d+mn, she finna make my toes cross (let me see that last one, d+mn)
don’t play with me, play with your b+tch, feel like young dolph (lil’ n+gga)
took her home, yeah, she tryna rip my chrome off (godd+mn)
my b+tch got a lotta ass, she got a cold walk (lotta ass)
i don’t feel like spittin’ game, how much the dome cost? (yeah, how much)
got the winnin’ lotto ticket, b+tch, i’m shad moss (shad moss)
feel like emerald, you got served, i’m a big boss (big boss)
herschel walker, got the top, then i spinned off

[verse 5: bluebucksclan dj]
stop bringin’ up these hoes that i sent off (stop bringin’ up these hoes)
lame+ass loud b+tches, make ’em get lost (get lost)
v12, pipes screamin’ when i peel off (when i peel off)
gg brung a batch of b+tches, yeah, let’s switch off (yeah, let’s switch)
ayy, that’s your n+gga? he a lame, he look like a loser (n+gga lame as f+ck)
bad b+tches on my top five, mel kiper jr (mel kiper)
thankin’ god every time that bag touch, hallelujah (thank god)

[verse 6: jeeezy]
argue with your b+tch, i’m the reason why y’all get into it (yeah, that’s me)
n+gga said he could’ve hit my b+tch, why you didn’t do it? (n+ggas weird)
know i hit her friend, when she ask, i be actin’ stupid (i don’t know)
n+gga, quit rappin’, it ain’t workin’, why you stickin’ to it? (n+ggas weak)
vvs diamonds hittin’ hard, feel like lennox lewis (lennox lewis)
[verse 7: bluebucksclan dj]
really shouldn’t hit his b+tch, but i’m finna do it (i’m finna do it)
amg with no license and they won’t renew it (amg)
f+ck it, park it in the red, i ain’t finna move it (i ain’t movin’)
she keep poppin’ it on twitter, finna make her prove it (make her prove it)

- bluebucksclan lyrics

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