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young t & bugsey - bully beef lyrics

[intro]
(dre skull)

[chorus: bugsey]
when it’s time for the dancing, it’s time for the dancing
won’t be time for relaxing
make a move, why you acting?
know you diggin’ me by the way you standing
don’t be shy, i don’t bite, know the vvs bright
thumbing through cash, what a fabulous life
could’ve been worse, ended up alright
tin bully beef, used to have it with rice

[verse 1: bugsey & young t]
shorty want a baller, shot caller
big dutty range cost top dollar
what’s your order? broski might sort ya
we in vip, bruk it, bruk it, yah, yah
ap, not a g#shock, n#ggas g’d up
with a lil’ mamacita, she wanna eat up
i’m a teaser, pinkie in the freezer
there’s a horse on the porsche, my n#gga, yeehaw
sprite with the hennessy, little bit of cali green
i was zoogin’ a zeggae for all the agony
she was buggin’ and buggin’, she tryna swallow me
takes a push of a b#tton because it’s amg
the addy, she sending at me, she flinging at me
we sipping the geese, i push a two seat
rollie golden, she wanna be chosen
fendi loafers, i’ll give you a motive

[verse 2: fredo]
when the nice tings are dancing
i’m cooling in the ice, glancing
i like white girls and dark skin
if i got a type that i like, if you’re asking
i don’t like the type to be talking
i like a quiet girl, shh
she singing in the room, choir girl
treat dreams like fiends, i buy and sell
every girl got a dream for me, they’re my clientele
i’m tryna find a girl
once my guys get the strap in, i’m just cool and relaxing
dripping hard, find me a napkin
got all these watches with no time for a landing

- young t bugsey lyrics

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