Peace of Mind - NT Buckets

Woah Yeah Holdon lemme see it I been movin stupid im off of the drank Nigga its fuck what you think Nigga its fuck what you want I put a opp nigga in my blunt, he on the cover of runts My Choppa a thot, Maya Buckets You not tough, Ima up it I hate niggas bitch im uncle ruckus We finna blow this bitch like a trumpet Who said smoke cause nigga i want it Who said slide cause nigga i does it We get the hoes nigga in a dozen I score on the hoes nigga im a bucket Who want smoke nigga, i love it I shot a old nigga with a musket I got diana, she be my muppet I shot a fat nigga call him Lucki She call me her twin, she call me her buddy {Yeah, I come with that fye!) I know my place, i been that nigga since i was 5 I cannot be ugly nigga not while im alive She said she love me and that be a lie I been movin stupid im off of the drank N*gga its fuck what you think Nigga its fuck what you want I put a opp nigga in my blunt, he on the cover of runts My Choppa a thot, Maya Buckets

(Bette:) Ohh-oh, Ohh-oh, ah Sing to me baby, baby. Buckets, nuggets of rain. (Bette & Bob:) Nuggets of rain, Nuggets of tears. Got all the nuggets Comin' out of my ears. Nuggets of moonbeams In my hand. You got all the love, Honey baby, I can stand. I been down, high like an oak. I've seen pretty people Disappear like smoke. Friends will arrive, Friends will disappear. You want me, Honey baby, I'll be here. (Bette:) Oh-oh, I'll be here. Ooooooh. Sing to me baby, baby, baby. Buckets of rain. (Bette & Bob:) I like your smile And your fingertips. I like the way that you move your lips. I like that heavenly way You look at me. Everything about you is bringing me ecstasy. Little red wagon, Little red bike. I ain't no monkey But I know what I like. I like the way you monkey around. Stick with me baby And we'll never be found. Life is heavy And life is sad. Life is a bust When you think you've been had. You lose, you must do And you do it bad. I do it for you, Honey baby, ain't you glad? (Bette:) Oh, Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, ooooh. Bobby, Bobby, Hey there Mister D, You set me free. Yeah. I don't believe I really said that. (Bob:) "Hum, meany." (Bette:) "Oooh, you don't even know. You have no idea." (Bob:) "I don't want to know . . . . . You and Paul Simon should have done this one."