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buddy - black lyrics

[intro: buddy]
black
black, black, black (huh)
black on black, black
yeah, hey, okay

[chorus: buddy]
black, black, black, black on black
black, my thoughts so black
black, black, i’m black
my skin is so black, i’m rockin’ that black on black, it’s black
black rims on these black wheels, in this black whip
with this black b-tch, i’m so black on black on black on black on
black, black, black, black on black
black, my thoughts so black
black, black, i’m black
my skin is so black, i’m rockin’ all black, everything is black
black rims on these black wheels, in this black whip
with this black b-tch, i’m so black on black on black on black on

[verse 1: buddy]
ayy (ayy), black out the coupe
hop out the roof when i run into you
thoughts black as the dark side of the moon
won’t be no truce, won’t be no truce
at your funeral in an all-black suit
couple white girls rocking all-black too
million man march in the all-black boots
call up the troops, call up the troops
punch you in the mouth, they’ll knock out your tooth
i can tell when they not tellin’ the truth
talkin’ that sh-t, n-gga, what you gon’ do?
what you gon’ do? what you gon’ do?
back and i’m black and i’m actin’ brand new
n-ggas in the back like, “oh, word”
diamonds all black like f-ck what you heard
f-ck what you heard, f-ck what you heard
spillin’ some hennessy black on the curb
just for the memory of the deceased
when i black out, i awaken the beast
what it’s gon’ be? what it’s gon’ be?
you don’t wan’ f-ck with a n-gga like me
bet you never seen a motherf-cker so black
n-gga, i’m black on black on black on black on black

[verse 2: a$ap ferg]
this kid black, timbs black, k!ll tracks like i’m six black (black -ss n-gga)
hair blacker than black, lips black, even my d-ck black
grandad irish, trinidad, guess i am half (black -ss n-gga)
i gotta go to ancestry.com, i think i’m ’bout to black
all the police ain’t about the black
he still a pig even though he black
willie got a lynch, head in that
if you black you dead in that
strange fruit hang from a tree
on the leaves is red and that
do it right like a garveyite
africa, i’m heading back
n-ggas in the street, black on black
k!ll him with the heat (bah, bah, bah, bah)
cut off his feet (put him in the shackles)
mansa musa been had the cash
mix blacks to dilute blacks
don’t want blacks to produce blacks
take black and they boot that
orange is the new black

[verse 3: buddy]
i feel like trayvon with this black hoodie on
huey p. newton, black revolution
i’m with a nubian queen and some illegal aliens
i got a black fist balled up and it ain’t just me, it’s all us
four hundred years of oppression
i’m about to get me that black tesla
black skid marks on the pavement
cops wanna see me in a black cage
black on black on black
master juba with the tap dance
gucci with the dapper dan
tell ’em kiss my black -ss
ridin’ on the dyno with black mags
just another black man tryin’ stay up out the casket
yeah, black don’t crack
matter fact, where the f-ck our forty acres at?
we black on black on black on black on black

[outro: buddy]
black
black, black, black
black on black, black
yeah

- buddy lyrics

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