Get Buck - Audacious

Get 'em Buck! Ok! I'm reloaded my bankroll swole and a nigga 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 shit that I'm smokin' Water with the work, Petrom on my shirt And a zip ain't shit, I need a quarter P of Purp Gon' break it down, pass it all around I can serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown Them dope boys in this bitch like, "Let me buy that" Broke niggas in this bitch like, "Let me try that" I need a beat in the bitch, 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 They can't ban me from the radio or fuck up my show, you know Haters tryin' to ban a nigga 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 bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (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) Eight-ball in my corner pocket, it's on and poppin' Got the whole club leanin' with it, and body rockin' Drunk drivin' in my Cut dawg, I got my truck parked Seventy-Two Tennessee Titan like what up y'all?! I'm homeboy, holla at ya homeboy Better come quick, once I get it then it's gone boy First come first serve, fuck what ya heard I'm piecin' out my pack 'til I come up on a bird Blow the smoke out my nose, pimpin' 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 fuck 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 nigga 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 bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Get buck bitch (watch me do the damn thang) Yeah, you know what it is How we do the damn thang down here, nigga What you workin' with? Yeah, hey my nigga now don't be in the club Throwin' your rent money, be broke in the mornin' Have us laughin' at ya broke ass, yeah Where my dope boys at? Yeah! Shawty I see you! Now pick up that god-damn money! Hey! Let's go!

I been waiting on a day to find myself I've been trapped in these bars that's on my cell To low for reception call it hell Ain't nobody will receive Even though it's delivered Ain't nobody will perceive Let it be don't be bitter You a sinner I admit it We the graduation class of the killers Yeah, yeah Class of the killers We the graduation class of the killers Like Wait now My place Right here Stay close Wait no My fear Lost you shed not one no tears Stay froze Ain't no way you chose this Tell you one thing notice I been on my own since I took all them doses I been waiting on a day to find myself I've been trapped in these bars that's on my cell To low for reception call it hell Ain't nobody will receive Even though it's delivered Ain't nobody will perceive Let it be don't be bitter You a sinner I admit it We the graduation class of the killers Yeah, yeah Class of the killers We the graduation class of the killers Like Wait now My place Right here Stay close Wait no My fear Lost you shed not one No tears Stay froze

Yeah Lost boy Talking out his mind in a state I pack a flawed void Fascinating shit never break I know what y'all been thinking Passing by and passing fire Classified shit They never will get Cause they got half a mind Living and breaking away Never be thinking the same Fuck what you got me to think Fuck it I'm bumping it up While you pumping the brakes Yeah Never do got what it takes Yeah Can't Fuck with the level I'm on What you been thinking is wrong Breaking a spine Look at the mind Look at the frost Look at the lines Look it I'm flying Over the pine Over the pain Over the lies Stupid little fucks Never be sicker than mine But then the ladder came Up And I Climbed Up in my data base Sparked up Shot through my veins Ive never been the same Bossed up Packing the flames I focused on What I really want Rewriting wrongs and Dropping a bomb But What's the cost You taking up all this time The world is on a decline You think you seeing the signs Gotta' break away Wide awake Laughing off What they all think In higher place Where the mind at Glassing out the window pain Switching the lanes They thinking ways Might decline that Spiritual ties It's time to wind back Toss Out the devil Locks on your mind I'm sick of Talks Action I find a better way to win a Loss Fuck what they find They all be thinking I'm a Lost Boy Get out the way What you thought Boy Fucking with it what the Cost Boy I don't know but you a lost boy Now Fuckin' with it Lost boy found Yeah