Get em Buck!
Ok! Im reloaded, my Bank Rolls Swollen and a Nigga Keep folding
and 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 Im ridin Presidential like the shit that Im Smokin
Water With The Work, Patrone On My Shirt and a Zip aint Shit I need a Quarter peel Purl
Im gone Break It Down Pass It all Around I could Serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
Them Dope Boys In dis Bitch like Let Me Buy That, them Broke Niggas In this Bitch Like let Me Try that
I need A Beat In this Bitch Let ME call Polow Mr.Tennakey, I Still Get a Fo Da Tho Up
Shorty Light Up the Dro, I aint ready to go Ya Cant Ban Me From The Radio Or F*ck Wit My Shows come on
[Chorus:]
Hatas tryin to Ban a Nigga Man, Its Ok
I bounce Back Watch me do my thang, Its ok
I got my Chevy Hoggin Up the lane, Its ok
Im a Boss I can Make It Rain, Its Ok
Now get Bucked Bitch {Watch me do my Damn Thang} [x9]
I play The Game Im the QuarterBack, Dont Stop Homie
I go to Jail if I get Sacked so Vouch for me
8 Ball in my corner Pocket, Its on and Poppin
I go t the whole Club Leanin wit it and body Rockin
Drunk Drivin in My Cut Though, I got my trunk pumped
72 Tennessee Titan like what up yo
Im on point, Holla at ya Homeboy
Better Come Quick Once I Get It then its gone Boy
First Come, First Served so F*ck What You Heard
Im peacin out the Back till i Come out on the Curb
Blow The Smoke Out My Nose, Pimpin On These Hoes
They Know Me at The Bank, Love Me at The Jewel stores
I play It how it goes, Them Butterfly Doors
On Them Old School Poles, Wit The Chrome On The Toes
These F*ck Niggas Know, That I Will Let It Go
I Bet He Got A Vest, No But I got My Tech Though
[Chorus]
Young Buck - Get Buck Lyrics
Young Buck - Get Buck Lyrics
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Get em Buck!
Ok! Im reloaded, my Bank Rolls Swollen and a Nigga Keep folding
and 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 Im ridin Presidential like the shit that Im Smokin
Water With The Work, Patrone On My Shirt and a Zip aint Shit I need a Quarter peel Purl
Im gone Break It Down Pass It all Around I could Serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
Them Dope Boys In dis Bitch like Let Me Buy That, them Broke Niggas In this Bitch Like let Me Try that
I need A Beat In this Bitch Let ME call Polow Mr.Tennakey, I Still Get a Fo Da Tho Up
Shorty Light Up the Dro, I aint ready to go Ya Cant Ban Me From The Radio Or F*ck Wit My Shows come on
[Chorus:]
Hatas tryin to Ban a Nigga Man, Its Ok
I bounce Back Watch me do my thang, Its ok
I got my Chevy Hoggin Up the lane, Its ok
Im a Boss I can Make It Rain, Its Ok
Now get Bucked Bitch {Watch me do my Damn Thang} [x9]
I play The Game Im the QuarterBack, Dont Stop Homie
I go to Jail if I get Sacked so Vouch for me
8 Ball in my corner Pocket, Its on and Poppin
I go t the whole Club Leanin wit it and body Rockin
Drunk Drivin in My Cut Though, I got my trunk pumped
72 Tennessee Titan like what up yo
Im on point, Holla at ya Homeboy
Better Come Quick Once I Get It then its gone Boy
First Come, First Served so F*ck What You Heard
Im peacin out the Back till i Come out on the Curb
Blow The Smoke Out My Nose, Pimpin On These Hoes
They Know Me at The Bank, Love Me at The Jewel stores
I play It how it goes, Them Butterfly Doors
On Them Old School Poles, Wit The Chrome On The Toes
These F*ck Niggas Know, That I Will Let It Go
I Bet He Got A Vest, No But I got My Tech Though
[Chorus]
Ok! Im reloaded, my Bank Rolls Swollen and a Nigga Keep folding
and 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 Im ridin Presidential like the shit that Im Smokin
Water With The Work, Patrone On My Shirt and a Zip aint Shit I need a Quarter peel Purl
Im gone Break It Down Pass It all Around I could Serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
Them Dope Boys In dis Bitch like Let Me Buy That, them Broke Niggas In this Bitch Like let Me Try that
I need A Beat In this Bitch Let ME call Polow Mr.Tennakey, I Still Get a Fo Da Tho Up
Shorty Light Up the Dro, I aint ready to go Ya Cant Ban Me From The Radio Or F*ck Wit My Shows come on
[Chorus:]
Hatas tryin to Ban a Nigga Man, Its Ok
I bounce Back Watch me do my thang, Its ok
I got my Chevy Hoggin Up the lane, Its ok
Im a Boss I can Make It Rain, Its Ok
Now get Bucked Bitch {Watch me do my Damn Thang} [x9]
I play The Game Im the QuarterBack, Dont Stop Homie
I go to Jail if I get Sacked so Vouch for me
8 Ball in my corner Pocket, Its on and Poppin
I go t the whole Club Leanin wit it and body Rockin
Drunk Drivin in My Cut Though, I got my trunk pumped
72 Tennessee Titan like what up yo
Im on point, Holla at ya Homeboy
Better Come Quick Once I Get It then its gone Boy
First Come, First Served so F*ck What You Heard
Im peacin out the Back till i Come out on the Curb
Blow The Smoke Out My Nose, Pimpin On These Hoes
They Know Me at The Bank, Love Me at The Jewel stores
I play It how it goes, Them Butterfly Doors
On Them Old School Poles, Wit The Chrome On The Toes
These F*ck Niggas Know, That I Will Let It Go
I Bet He Got A Vest, No But I got My Tech Though
[Chorus]