*skoob and dray giving shoutouts*
Chorus:
Well give a buck buck (here)
And a buck buck (there)
From the front to the (rear)
Throw your hands (in the air)
*repeat x3*
Verse 1: skoob
Ding! back in the ring yo itand's the tag team jams (yeah yeah yeah)
So all rise for the honours balk your lies mark your drum
Now iand'm stronger and iand'm faster thicker than your pasta
I got more styles than most mcand's can master
Iand'm (what?) d-wilin, (what?) three stylin (what what??) regardless
Beatin me is like the bills beatin dallas
Keep them shorts fro the midgets, there! i be the shit, it
And plus i light that ass up like the numerical digits
In my (beeper), cos weand're throwin niggas in the (sleeper)
Iand'm dazin you like (etha), more hoodies than the (grim reaper)
Be on you everywhere, my style it ainand't the everyday
Itand's better, weand're sayin shit that other niggas never say (kid)
Cookin the flows (what?) 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 slot)
Itand's the abortion, son iand'm launchin, quick to floor shit
Click-click now iand'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 (yeah)
Chrous:
So get the buck-buck (here)
And the buck-buck (there)
From the front to the (rear)
Throw your hands in the (air 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 rear)
Throw your hands (in the air)
With a buck-buck (here here)
And a buck-buck (there there give em)
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah (from the rear, throw your hands in the air,
Yeah)
Verse 2: dray
Well yo, the one is for my nuts (uhh), the two is for my penis (penis)
You see i can rock this microphone (yeah) from here to fuckin venus
Boy, i mean this, youand've never seen this because youand're corny (corny)
Iand'm sleepin on ya raps, iand'm drinkin (yeah) nass because youand're foamy
Wit that weak shit, i freak shit like iand'm suppose ta (yeah)
Try to test my skills, word is bond (motherfucker), iand'm gonna roast ya
(yeah)
I do this, they be like andquot;who dis?andquot; (who dis?), i break the answer
(answer)
Krazy fuckin drayzie on the mic (yeah), i spread like (cancer)
So peep it (yeah) cos iand'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 (flow)
Some niggas wanna copy but theyand're soppy like joe (yo) joe (yo)
How i rip the shows on the mic (nightly)
Tell yand'all niggas now there ainand't a motherfucker like me!
(ya hype be), iand'm slightly in the mood so watch me wreck shit (yeah)
Check shit, i be on some new improved (neck shit)
I flex shit, thatand's the way i flip it on a angle
You knows who i are, wear my star like the spangled
Banner, bust the grammar but i bring forth my knockers
If it ainand't hip-hop (aiyyo)
Well then it gotta be some rockin (bow! bow! bow!)
Iand'm risin in your ???? and corn flakes, youand're gonna lose me (lose me)
And if ya didnand't know, one more here (this is why my nigga choose me)
Chorus:
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
*repeat to fade*
