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bugz - can't nobody lyrics

[intro]
yeah, it’s bugz, outsidaz, dirty dozen, it’s the good life ain’t it

[verse]
bugzy be bad to the bone, so bad i grab the chrome
ran up in the home, put that b+tch upside her dome
asked “where the money?” they told me i was gone
flip that sh+t terrific copping eighties off azone
now my money stacking like skyscr+pers in manhattan
plus the women in my circle grant my wishes like aladdin
my belt made gators, still my old jeans be saggin’
i guess it’s from the pressure that’s applied by this magnum
f+ck it, bugz is rugged all the rowdy b+tches love it
cause i guzzled all my brew and smoked my weed right out in public
over half my homies got a grudge with [?] police
in fact i hate the police, they got three warrants on me
but still be wired up, drunk as h+ll and high as f+ck
pry a white boy out a truck, ready to start a riot up
“put the rope around the bumper, grab his ankles tie him up”
repeating [jasper?] backwards in the f+cking firetruck, what?

[outro x4]
detroit big city of thugs
but can’t n0body buss a rhyme like bugz
i got styles for ya’, styles for ya’
detroit!

- bugz lyrics

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