Get Buck (Album Version|Explicit)

Get Buck (Album Version|Explicit) - Young Buck

Written by：J. Jones/D. Brown/T. Clayton

Yeah Get 'em Buck

OK I'm reloaded my bankroll swole

And a ni**a can't fold it

I got 'em like HEY

Got 'em rollin

The kush on the way

And the champagne frozen

Watch me do my thang

I got these hoes open

I'm ridin presidential like the sh*t

That I'm smoking

Water with the work

Petrom on my shirt

And a zip ain't

Sh*t I need a quarter P of Purp

'Gon break it down

Pass it all around

I can serve Whitney Houston

And Bobby Brown

Them d**e boys in this b**ch like

Let me buy that

Broke niggas in this b**ch like

Let me try that

I need a beat in the b**ch

Let me call Polow

Mr Tennakey I still get 'em

For the low though

Shawty light up the dro

I ain't ready to go

Can't ban me from the radio

Or f**k up my show you know

Haters tryin to ban a ni**a mayne

(It's OK )

I bounce back watch me do my thang

(It's OK )

I got my Chevy hoggin up the lane

(It's OK )

I'm a boss I can make it rain (It's OK )

Now get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Let's play the game I'm the quarterback

Don't stop homey

I go to jail if I get sacked

So block for me

Eightball in my corner pocket

It's on and poppin

Got the whole club leanin with it

And body rockin

Drunk driving in my Cut dawg

I got my truck parked

Seventy Two Tennessee Titan like

What up y'all

I'm home boy

Holla at ya homeboy

Better come quick

Once I get it then it's gone boy

First come first serve

F**k what ya heard

I'm piecin out my pack till

I come up on a bird

Blow the smoke out my nose

Pimping on these hoes

They know me at the bank love me

At the jewelry stores

I play it how it goes

The butterfly doors

On them old school vogues

With the chrome on the toes

These f**k niggas know

That I will let it go

(I bet he got a vest)

No but I got my tech though

Haters tryin to ban a ni**a mayne

(It's OK )

I bounce back watch me do my thang

(It's OK )

I got my Chevy hoggin up the lane

(It's OK )

I'm a boss I can make it rain

(It's OK )

Now get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Get buck b**ch

(Watch me do the damn thang)

Yeah you know what it is

How we do the damn thang down here

Ni**a what you working with

Yeah hey my ni**a now

Don't be in the club

Throwin ya rent money

Be broke in the morning

Have us laughing at ya broke a**

Yeah where my d**e boys at

Yeah Shawty I see you Now pick up

That god damn money Hey

LET'S GO