cheflodeezy - buck the jack lyrics
buck da jack like saquon
i’m hood chef like rakweaon
heater on me i stay warm
make you tipsy dance like j+kown
hot boi napalm
i’m who she put her face on
super chef no cape on
yea cook cook like daequan
they supa pressed like iron board
dat chef love dey slide fo it
get supa neck like thyroids
stay fresh fresh like altoids
elevate, honor to my n+ggas who be movin weight
generate…double up the figurеs andale
cuban bae…wanna suck d+ck b+tch not today
move to makе..tryna move 4 by 4 ok
ion even sells pills but my n+gga phill got plug
so b+tch i’m sellin pills now
feel like a scientist bottle dey buyin it
offerin da meds like am bill nigh
ion even sell lean but my n+gga kick stand up
so poppin deez seals now
wonder how dreadi stay up through the drought
b+tch i’m out in da feel now
unannounced i get dis money and bounce
what’s da hate about you can’t move a ounce
80 rounds talkin and ya lose ya mouth
ate me down, she only used her mouth
i digress…money don’t wait i chase my checks
f+ck n+ggas wait all dey lives yes
i want a jet to fly private
dats why my business i mind it
way off da deep ends i find it
the highest mountains i climb it
gutta don’t matter the climate
buck da jack like saquon
i’m hood chef like rakweaon
heater on me i stay warm
make you tipsy dance like j+kown
hot boi napalm
i’m who she put her face on
super chef no cape on
yea cook cook like daequan
they supa pressed like iron board
dat chef love dey slide fo it
get supa neck like thyroids
stay fresh fresh like altoids
round my way when you see da snakes
you gotta blitz it
i’m goinn to war against deez n+ggas
like i’m richard nixon
hop out da whip
blowin sh+t, got no time to fix it
dog bun up micheal vick
but i ain’t goin to prison
i’m going to tootsies watching p+ssy
yeah my dog in da kitchen
talk tough i call ya bluff
den watch you fall from a distance
catch you slippin in the club
we gon bump in da building
deez n+ggas p+ssy like dyk+s
sending threats through deez women
deez crackaz blockin
n+ggas blockin wat da f+ck
still often in da cut and my bills paid up
cold stunna like steve austin
ima get the hate often
been buying bullets plottin
chefy stackin sh+lls up
yep yep
plus my ride b+tchin right
with a fly b+tch inside
kush pack and the strap b+tch fire hittin nice
too fried, lavish savage but ion see ice
so focused on my paper dat ion sleep right
oh no
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