Das Efx - Buck-Buck Lyrics

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Well give a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

Ding back in the ring yo it?s the tag team jams

So all rise for the honors balk your lies mark your drum

Now i?m stronger and i?m faster thicker than your pasta

I got more styles than most mc?s can master i?m d-wilin

Three stylin' regardless beatin' me is like the bills beatin' dallas

Keep them shorts for the midgets there i be the shit it

And plus i light that ass up like the numerical digits

In my beeper 'cause we?re throwin' niggas in the sleeper

I?m dazin' you like etha more hoodies than the grim reaper

Be on you everywhere my style it ain?t the everyday

It?s better we?re sayin' shit that other niggas never say kid

Cookin' the flows to make your toes wanna tip-tip

I used to be a wheel watcher 'til i got my whip-whip

You see i walk with a bop-bop i talk with the slop-slop

Man you like six bull balls in a slot-slot

It?s the abortion son i?m launchin' quick to floor shit

Click-click now i?m on some quick draw mcgraw shit

For shit now dice bring it back on the seal

Alright we get the busters smoke blunts out the mill

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So get the buck-buck here and the buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here here and a buck-buck buck here

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there there

From the front to the yeah yeah rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here here and a buck-buck there there

From the rear throw your hands in the air

Well yo the one is for my nuts the two is for my penis

You see i can rock this microphone yeah from here to fuckin' venus

Boy i mean this you?ve never seen this because you?re corny

I?m sleepin' on ya raps i?m drinkin' nass because you?re foamy

With that weak shit i freak shit like i?m suppose to

Try to test my skills word is bond motherfucker i?m gonna roast ya

I do this they be like who's dis who's dis? i break the answer

Krazy fuckin' drayzie on the mic i spread like cancer

So peep it 'cause i?ma keep it straighter than an arrow

Niggas on my jive why because i rock like a camaro

Back to rip the tribes so pack your vest so check the flow

Some niggas wanna copy but they?re soppy like joe yo joe yo

How i rip the shows on the mic nightly

Tell y?all niggas now there ain?t a motherfucker like me ya hype be

I?m slightly in the mood so watch me wreck shit

Check shit i be on some new improved neck shit

I flex shit that?s the way i flip it on a angle

You know who i are wear my star like the spangled

Banner bust the grammar but i bring forth my knockers

If it ain?t hip-hop well then it gotta be some rockin'

I?m risin' in your [incomprehensible] and corn flakes

You?re gonna lose me

And if ya didn?t know one more here this is why my nigga choose me

So give a buck-buck and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

With a buck-buck here and a buck-buck there

From the front to the rear throw your hands in the air

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