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larry buxxx - vince mcmahon lyrics

strut, strut, strutter, i’m the man
clocked me in the gutter, old boy never got a hand
do it for the, do it for the culture and the gang
do it on ‘em, do it on the vultures and the man

strut, strut, strutting on ‘em like i’m vince mcmahon
i was in the gully, ben, he’s cutting up a gram
i’ve been randal tully, i ain’t trying to chop a sam
i’ve been with the sunny’s why the yatties catch a tan

i’ve been with sunny’s why the yatties catch a d
i ain’t trying to stress the money ‘cos it’s next to blasphemy
ain’t a chuckle, nothing’s funny when you’re from the seventeen
i ain’t talking on a bubble, had the ‘rale on to me
tell ‘em get the tables, bubba ray a tlc
i ain’t ever had the cable, never caught a ppv
must’ve lost your bl–dy way, you wanna catch an a to z
now you’re talking like you made the thing just back a pedigree
swaggy with it, shorty wanna call me shane o mac
baggies with the ak forty-seven on the back
aggy with it, shoulder chip and hunger ‘cos i’m black?
lie, cheat and steal like i’m bringin’ eddie back
strutting with it, 3d confidence, see ‘cos i’m buffing with it
gutter with, bun the rasta fire, put the dutch up in it
bunny’s with it and she’s thicker than a nutter b-tter with it
gully with it, i ain’t trying to talk, that’s on my mother with it

strut, strut, strutter, i’m the man
clocked me in the gutter, old boy never got a hand
do it for the, do it for the culture and the gang
do it on ‘em, do it on the vultures and the man

henny’ll probably tell you, i’mma get it while i can
southern makaveli shmoney dancing, that’s my jam
i don’t like the donny that’s been plotting on my bag
if i hit him with the rocky i’mma have him will.i.am
wish you was a baller and you wanna be like mike
why you gotta try me, i’m just trying to be like christ-
wanda told me chill and just evaluate
it’s apparent, i can see it in your aura that you really ain’t the type
je m’appelle le bucky, i don’t like the other side
why’re you in the trap if you ain’t really trying to ride?
twenty-eight grams from a zip of dynamite
dead weight, baby, you might get me k!lled
pinkies in the air we ain’t fit’na die tonight
mask off and i got the oppo in a sight:
we ain’t really like each other, you know we ain’t trying to fight
why’s he got to cross the border if he isn’t on a hype?
oshe, kelly kelly wanna l!ckle prosé
okay, frog splash and i go away
babe, babe, babe, babe, what your folks say?
crush it up and put it in a rose
oshe, kelly kelly wanna l!ckle prosé
okay, frog splash and i go away
babe, babe, babe, babe, what your folks say?
crush it up and put it in a rose

- larry buxxx lyrics

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