BlueBucksClan - Fuck 12 lyrics
[BlueBucksClan - Fuck 12 lyrics]
Three bitches layin' with me
This shit king-sized (Shit king-sized)
Got Azul for the hoes, I don't drink wine
(I don't drink wine)
Got me seein' spaceships on the East side
(On the East side) bought an eight
Niggas tryna squeeze a deuce out me
(Goddamn) with your bitch, yeah
She tryna squeeze the juice out me
(Squeeze the juice out me, Nike Boy)
Niggas tryna link, but this week
I'm all booked up
(yeah, I'm booked up, Omega)
Me and DJ back in blue, I got the hookup
(I got the hookup)
Nigga damn near start a fire how I cook up
(How I cook up)
Twenty plates, we at Fleming's
It's a potluck (It's a potluck)
Fuck 12, yeah, we finna fuck a cop up
(Beat his ass)
Told her suck it 'til I bust
Make me lock up (Finna lock up)
Too many hoes, I gotta move, one might pop up
(Goddamn)
Too many hundreds, all these blues
Who gon' stop us? (It ain't gon' stop)
Ring the bell, we got Azul
She just got drunk (Hit the bell)
Smelled your pack, this ain't hemp
This is not Runtz (This ain't hemp)
Oh, I thought a nigga with
No bitches said somethin'
(That's what I thought)
I can't leave this bitch alone
She be head huntin' (I can't do it)
Rap niggas mad at me, but ain't did nothin'
(Niggas lame) i was bad as hell, every week
She got a wig comin' (Every week)
Tryna knock you down
I ain't tryna build nothin' (Hell nah)
Treat these old-ass niggas like
My lil' cousin (Lil' nigga)
Callin' niggas big homies who
Ain't did nothin' (Lil' nigga)
I ain't know she meant the world to you
You should've said somethin'
(You should've said somethin')
Niggas hate me over hoes
Who don't mean nothin'
(They don't mean nothin')
Motorola, been had hoes before
My screen touchin' (Been had hoes)
Sendin' hoes to get a soda
I got lean comin' (I got lean)
My bitch mad my old bitch here
She mean muggin' (She mean muggin')
Yeah, I saw her
But I act like I ain't see nothin'
(I ain't see it)
Pull up in a Cullinan, ain't no Jeep comin'
(Ain't no Jeep)
All the strippers came to work
They heard we comin' (yeah, it's us)
I'ma probably leave this bitch
If I peep somethin' (yeah, I peep)
Took my chance with this bitch
You might could be somethin'
(Might could be somethin')
Bitch been blowin' up my phone
Since like three somethin' (What you want?)
I just hit her with "Okay"
I ain't read nothin' (yeah, okay)
I'm just squeezin' on her ass
While we in public (We in public)
I done broke a bitch's heart
Wasn't sad about it (Fuck it)
I just scuffed the fuck out my shoes
Wasn't mad about it (I don't give a fuck)
Count a twenty all in her face
Don't ask about it (Don't ask)
From the East and Anaheim
She ain't gettin' gas up out me
(She ain't get no gas)
I don't know these niggas
Why the fuck you niggas askin' 'bout me?
(Who is y'all?)
Gotta keep a clean bad bitch
Ain't no trash around me (No trash)
All these bitches beggin' me to fuck
So they can brag about me (Bitch gon' brag)
Kickin' bitches out, I told her
"Go and tell your daddy 'bout me"
(Get your daddy 'bout me)
(Nike Boy, Omega)
This shit king-sized (Shit king-sized)
Got Azul for the hoes, I don't drink wine
(I don't drink wine)
Got me seein' spaceships on the East side
(On the East side) bought an eight
Niggas tryna squeeze a deuce out me
(Goddamn) with your bitch, yeah
She tryna squeeze the juice out me
(Squeeze the juice out me, Nike Boy)
Niggas tryna link, but this week
I'm all booked up
(yeah, I'm booked up, Omega)
Me and DJ back in blue, I got the hookup
(I got the hookup)
Nigga damn near start a fire how I cook up
(How I cook up)
Twenty plates, we at Fleming's
It's a potluck (It's a potluck)
Fuck 12, yeah, we finna fuck a cop up
(Beat his ass)
Told her suck it 'til I bust
Make me lock up (Finna lock up)
Too many hoes, I gotta move, one might pop up
(Goddamn)
Too many hundreds, all these blues
Who gon' stop us? (It ain't gon' stop)
Ring the bell, we got Azul
She just got drunk (Hit the bell)
Smelled your pack, this ain't hemp
This is not Runtz (This ain't hemp)
Oh, I thought a nigga with
No bitches said somethin'
(That's what I thought)
I can't leave this bitch alone
She be head huntin' (I can't do it)
Rap niggas mad at me, but ain't did nothin'
(Niggas lame) i was bad as hell, every week
She got a wig comin' (Every week)
Tryna knock you down
I ain't tryna build nothin' (Hell nah)
Treat these old-ass niggas like
My lil' cousin (Lil' nigga)
Callin' niggas big homies who
Ain't did nothin' (Lil' nigga)
I ain't know she meant the world to you
You should've said somethin'
(You should've said somethin')
Niggas hate me over hoes
Who don't mean nothin'
(They don't mean nothin')
Motorola, been had hoes before
My screen touchin' (Been had hoes)
Sendin' hoes to get a soda
I got lean comin' (I got lean)
My bitch mad my old bitch here
She mean muggin' (She mean muggin')
Yeah, I saw her
But I act like I ain't see nothin'
(I ain't see it)
Pull up in a Cullinan, ain't no Jeep comin'
(Ain't no Jeep)
All the strippers came to work
They heard we comin' (yeah, it's us)
I'ma probably leave this bitch
If I peep somethin' (yeah, I peep)
Took my chance with this bitch
You might could be somethin'
(Might could be somethin')
Bitch been blowin' up my phone
Since like three somethin' (What you want?)
I just hit her with "Okay"
I ain't read nothin' (yeah, okay)
I'm just squeezin' on her ass
While we in public (We in public)
I done broke a bitch's heart
Wasn't sad about it (Fuck it)
I just scuffed the fuck out my shoes
Wasn't mad about it (I don't give a fuck)
Count a twenty all in her face
Don't ask about it (Don't ask)
From the East and Anaheim
She ain't gettin' gas up out me
(She ain't get no gas)
I don't know these niggas
Why the fuck you niggas askin' 'bout me?
(Who is y'all?)
Gotta keep a clean bad bitch
Ain't no trash around me (No trash)
All these bitches beggin' me to fuck
So they can brag about me (Bitch gon' brag)
Kickin' bitches out, I told her
"Go and tell your daddy 'bout me"
(Get your daddy 'bout me)
(Nike Boy, Omega)