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drv sf - buku bux lyrics

[verse 1: blimansays]
george of the motherf+cking jungle
gnawed off my muzzle
came here to rumble like dikembe mutumbo
off with my mob i’m columbo
so get it through your thick skull dumbo
i wrestle for the belt like wumbo and that’s sponge bro
new day dawning imma take it how it comes though
throw me on the hook like quavo huncho
undefeated like the bubble suns+o
y’all stay seated while i run show
ask where the green at, know i got a bunch though
eyes to the skies with the prize in my lungs
smoke gon’ full up the room, just a plume of perfume
til the tomb imma reap what i done sowed
shine when the sun don’t

[verse 2: queefeazy]
float like a bee, sting like a b+tterfly
b+tch look at me, when i motherf+cking cry
tryna super smash like she with her bros
my d+ck stick up when i’m sitting on the floor
drv sf gave me a lot of buzz
so do you wanna f+ck with me? cuz
the only two things i cook in my house are pancakes and drugs
met this girl down south, she inbred like ptolemy
but she said that she want all of me and can fit my b+lls up in her mouth
i don’t do it for the clout, gimme some coochie and a smoochie
see that booty while i’m watching cuties
tell my b+tch let’s make a movie
[chorus x2]
busy stripe earning, then we burning through the buku bux
hopping in like double dutch, n0body controlling us
holding us back, imagine that, matter of fact
let em try, it’s suicide, that’s informatics ride or die, b+tch

[verse 3: queefeazy]
two phones, four loans, all on my f+cking home
miss me with taxes like capone, got this b+tch that i bone
gimme that doug dimma+dome, untangle my p+b+s with this comb
hit your man with this dong, go down on his ass like a bong
taking blue chew, call my d+ck the high riser
imma spread my seed inside her
call her fertilizer, the booty scuba diver
d+ck incentivize her, smash the p+ssy like king kong
ask for the paddle, ping pong
queef gone with the wind, so long

[verse 4: blimansays]
taking verbal shots that would shock your chakras
buggin like macca while talking hotter than waka flocka
dripping sauce fit is pasta, hiding the dread like rasta
the lost boy, murder my ego like ty dolla, just
two jewish dudes brewing new music that’s kabala
plus queefeazy on the beat it’s only fools who’d try to stop us
so we’ll keep inhaling this gas and exhaling our bottle rockets
til the buku bux are lining the inside of our pockets
[chorus x2]
busy stripe earning, then we burning through the buku bux
hopping in like double dutch, n0body controlling us
holding us back, imagine that, matter of fact
let em try, it’s suicide, that’s informatics ride or die, b+tch

[outro]
busy stripe earning, then we burning through the buku bux

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