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bunten - kream (feat woods, the mighty) lyrics

bunten (verse 1)

look at the flick of that wrist
top dog keep it lit
steady mobbing for the clique
we living the life without paying the rent
we bout it bout it
we bout to make the f-cking room get rowdy
grab a body
pull a shawty
reel her in like hey ho howdy
w-ssup
my team about the cream
we bout to run up
like gat gat
like blat blat
we running sh-t and we pop hats
that’s savage
you mad b-tch
and our sh-t ain’t that average
i grab that and i take this
we the real sh-t
no catfish
you blacklist and you hate boy
im just bout that cake boy
caucas boy like oh no
woods and me bout to go pro
the whole crew
that lethal pack
they tight boy like a snap back
i flasback from a long break
like everybody say you sound great
but i do not feel the same way
till i make it rain
on that one day like whoo yeah
you know that we turnt
we hop in the ride and we bout to go skert
yeah that’s that work
yo i’m cliqued up and that sh-t spray
yo sh-t jam on a good day
i get paid and i get laid
i guess that i got everything
i’m blessed uhh
never stress uhh
go get that vest son
blow!

woods, the mighty (verse 2)

told my crew i would die for this sh-t
everybody wanna ride with the kid
bunten find a beat i vibe with it
use to be up in the garage with it
now we cooking up that dope sh-t
from a phone booth on my super sh-t
spitting out them microwaves
yeah me and my crew we can nuke a b-tch
and we kicking that ether
yeah
bout to start charging for features
better go check on the meter
yeah we all the way up
never could do this enough
never catch me in a bluff
body the beat get the rug
i’m charged up hit the plug
you drop sh-t you a dud
i never go up in the club
but i got bangers like i’m into guns
you really with the sh-t
but i got it though we sauced up
this is the product i’m so sick
think i need me a hospital
living this life
yeah we living this life
but you isn’t bout it though
one of the funds don’t work for the pot of gold
we bout to blow like a bomb and you gotta know
yeah i am the mighty
we is the clique
and we got the fire
aye no one can deny it
yeah we the new pirates
we the new
we the new new new clique
coming with the new new sh-t
you the bottom of the food chain
you a god d-mn sheep an
we just got the new new brain
you a bootleg
you a p–p stain
you a a too lame
fu fu lame
you got no game and..
uhh

- bunten lyrics

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