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J.Addison
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Buckin The Law
Geeked up on that gas Cute face feeling on her a** Puff puff pass Scrub ass nigga get mad Sh*tin on my exs and I laugh
I'm a lil n***a Gold grill I'm a trill n***a Hair nappy pants sagging I'm a real n***a I know you wanna f**k my b**ch Keep it real n***a Pay that price for that p***y she'll chill witcha Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Aint go no diamonds on my neck no diamonds on my wrist I don't need no diamonds Brodie I can f**k yo b**ch And I wouldn't kiss my ex if I was you I know what she can do That hard d**k be knockin out her tooth
Buckin the law Im buckin N***a im buckin the law im buckin I got yo b**ch on my side and she f**kin I got yo b**ch on my side and she f**kin F**k it (x2) [f**k 12]
You better move boy (x4)
Young nigga getting money at a fast paste Stockbridge high hittin licks on the classmates Big bank little bank ok fine Swipe my card it say accept Swipe yo s**t is say decline Im all on my grid Commiting these crimes Livin my life Sniffin these lines f**kin these dimes Doin it twice ?????? hop on a beat ?????? hop on a freak Hop on a beat every week When im in Ellenwood I shop With scubba steve Scubba steve is that n***a With that stupid weed He got that hard he got that soft and yeah He got that green The police tried to make me snitch but I aint say a thing
Geeked up on that gas Cute face feeling on her a** Puff puff pass Scrub ass nigga get mad Sh*tin on my exs and I laugh
Buckin the law Im buckin N***a im buckin the law im buckin I got yo b**ch on my side and she f**kin I got yo b**ch on my side and she f**kin F**k it (x2) [f**k 12]
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