Buzz Lightyear

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SSG Splurge - Rap

Buzz Lightyear

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[Intro] Hah Pour this shit up Uh Yea [Chorus] MJ on me, I just walked out of flight club Diamonds on bling bling bling, like a light bulb Bro went to jail overseas picking pints up And I fly with the sticks in New York, got the knife tucked I fuck her once, treat her like I don't like her He like to talk, then they leave his right there Trapping all race's got black and white there I'm in a coupe, takeoff Buzz Lightyear [Verse] I want them niggas snake bezels and shit Sipping YKK, yeah, the medical shit AK's and FN's and all letters n shit "You ain't suckin? Escape." what I said to the bitch A chopped with the 223 shit, [?] And that OVO GANG, we pull up with them drake's I'm with your hoe, eating melons and grapes I got rap niggas scared cause I picked up the pace My bih' came with two bitches, hell nah she ain't straight My lil bro just popped a Addy, hell nah he ain' ate And I'm sippin' dis drank, hell nah it ain't fake And my Glock got a dick, hell nah it ain't gay If we see them, troops we jumping kenels and gates Ride with boxes and three hoes like Santa on slay Left handed like Harden, but he shoot it like Klay When she eat it all retarded I leave Goop on her face Big rocks in a Cuban like Miami Know I got the heat, like I'm hopping in Miami All these chains, take your bitch under water like sandy Where the Percocet, nigga that's the recharge candy Slide with them sticks, like we ice skatin' quick In the coupe like Stefan ion know what I did And it chop like a unborn baby it keep kickin And it cook up faster then a bih', but the key missing Ain't heard of me? He just mad, it sound like it Chop stick never been in a band, but it sound like it I pop it myself, other niggas let they mans light it Rappers ain't gangster, they all just play like it Free my nigga Spriller out the can, just got expedited I just got a chopper from Atlanta, leave you lopsided I'm at the pound, feed you niggas to Rottweilers Ready for war, know rider with Ruff Riders [Chorus] MJ on me, I just walked out of flight club Diamonds on bling bling bling, like a light bulb Bro went to jail overseas picking pints up And I fly with the sticks in New York, got the knife tucked I fuck her once, treat her like I don't like her He like to talk, then they leave his right there Trapping all race's got black and white there I'm in a coupe, takeoff Buzz Lightyear [Outro] Yuh Ha Lets go Uhhh, free young Gotti Lets go

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  • SSG Splurge