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chuckyy - we got buttons lyrics

[intro]
i ain’t gon’ lie, i’m only doin’ this b+tch ’cause my pops, yo, shout out chuck d
n+ggas know how the f+ck we comin’
real high+standers, n+gga
the whole family, this sh+t ain’t just, you know, happen, n+gga
you know how the f+ck we rockin’, man
yeah

[chorus]
we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
uh, micro drac’, that’s my cousin, your sh+t jammin’, my sh+t b+tter
we can link up, get it bustin’, shots let off, man down in public
we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
uh, we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
i gotta f+ck with my rubber, then i’ma pass her to brother
i sl+tted her out, you cuffed her, poured her lean, i’m double+cuppin’

[verse]
i did a hit after lunchin’, i heard you did somethin’ and vomit
he must felt that in his stomach, can’t relate, we cold+blood k!llers
all my n+ggas goin’ cray+cray, don’t rock bape, but we gorillas
run up on me, i’ma spray+spray, like chief keef, we don’t f+ck with you
boy, your fan ass wanna picture, i f+ck all my grown b+tch siblings
off the drank, i need a kickstand, think the lean man mixed the liquid
we be on roll like the mailman, 7.62 sh+ll deliverin’
10 milli’ sh+ll go through wiggies, really rich, bro, do you feel me?
brand+new redeye, poppin’ wheelies, tryna keep up, bro, you silly
we act sh+t out just like disney, spin six times, bro, like i’m dizzy
i want a freak ho like s+xyy, wire transfer, that’s my bestie
sometimes i still f+ck on kelsey, we still give out leather belties
ah, you tried to go against us, now you mad, boy, you upset it
boy, i’m the hottest out, ain’t tryna talk, foenem there said it
i saw your text and read it, i’m focused on rubber+bandin’
uh, she take her legs and spread it, i ain’t gotta tell her get ready
i took my wings and flew, now i’m on pjs with the legends
i miss my f+ckin’ dogs, i’m tired of writin’ all these letters
money stack up just like letters, my bad, i mean stack like legos
he got hit up, that’s a man down, bro, his mask up, that’s a case closed
uh, ain’t got no clues, you gon’ win or lose, n+gga, choose
you ain’t got no clues, n+gga, win or lose, n+gga, choose
win or lose, n+gga, we never follow the rules
first n+gga rich out my school, first n+gga rich out my family
first n+gga rich out my hood, get your man right in this b+tch
it’s okay to tote that switchy ’cause i know this sh+t get wicked
at the same time, gotta go get it, every lane, we stand on business
rule one up in this sh+t, throw up that b+tch, you ain’t gon’ bl!ck it, yeah
[chorus]
we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
uh, micro drac’, that’s my cousin, your sh+t jammin’, my sh+t b+tter
we can link up, get it bustin’, shots let off, man down in public
we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
uh, we got b+ttons, we got b+ttons, watch them b+tches stutter
i gotta f+ck with my rubber, then i’ma pass her to brother
i sl+tted her out, you cuffed her, poured her lean, i’m double+cuppin’

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