BlueBucksClan - Waterproof lyrics

In the club breakin' tables
Like the Dudley Boyz (Dudley Boyz)
Got a real side bitch,  she from Illinois
(Bitch bad)
Only nigga on my block, Uncle Elroy
(Only one) i keep runnin' through these
Sacks like The Waterboy (Waterboy)
I'm the nigga in control, I feel like NBA
(I'm that nigga)
Cloth talk in the Rolls when
I'm with Louis Tay (Louis Tay)
Fly as fuck, nigga asked if it's my birthday
(Goddamn) in the club with all my niggas
Finna horseplay (Throwin' bands)
High school, was gettin' top in the stairway
(Stairway)

Yeah, I just want the top, bad hair day (Top)
Sayin' she don't usually do this
What they all say (yeah, okay)
I ain't fuckin' with these rappers, man
They all gay (Niggas gay)
'42 up in my cup, ain't no chardonnay
(Ain't no chardonnay)
Fourth and long, put me in, I'ma make a play
(Make it)
Movin' boxes in the trunk, finna haul away
(yeah, let's go)
Same bitches you can't fuck be a call away
(yeah, ho)
Balenciagas on if it rain today (Rain)
Bleedin' like that nigga Bone
Off of Training Day (Bleedin' like Bone)
I'm with Tay, he like, "Fuck it
We on a plane today" (We on a plane)
Facin' 'Woods in the Rolls
Take my pain away (Facin' 'Woods)

I'm the number one stunna, Penny Hardaway
(Number one) poppin' bottles in this bitch
Like it's a holiday (It's a holiday)
'Bouta run my shoes like I
Play for Mater Dei (Mater Dei)
Dirt trippin' in the Wraith, yeah
He got the Drac' (He got the Drac')
Treat her like it's Thanksgiving
Cover up the plates (Cover up)
Nigga, I just lost a thousand playin' 2K
(Goddamn)
Bitch bad, she a stallion, got her shit laced
(Bitch bad) my bitch poppin' up on me
Got my shit traced (Fuck)
I be fuckin' on your bitch, ask her roommate
(Ask her roommate)
Made your bitch order my food
She got Postmates (She got Postmates)
I might eat your bitch pussy
Make her vibrate (Make her vibrate)
LA live with a dime, finna ice skate

I don't call
Got her number just for practice (Practice)
Finally opened her DM, she ecstatic
(Ecstatic)
Told her I'ma leave my bitch, I was cappin'
(yeah right)
In the field flippin' coins, I'm a captain
(I'm a captain)
DJ quarterbackin' shit, Lamar Jackson
(Callin' plays)
All these hoes really goin', they be actin'
(yeah, she actin')
Bad bitches got my lines in they captions
(In they captions) get to steppin' in these
Christians like a Baptist
(Steppin' like a Baptist)
Whoopin' Neimans with these cards
On some scam shit (Whoopin' Neimans)
I'm a cold nigga, yeah, ask my last bitch
(Go and ask) flyin' in a Lam'
Remember I ain't have shit (I ain't have)
Now I show my ass like
A fuckin' Instagram bitch
(Like a fuckin' Instagram)

Big-ass double cups, yeah
They full of sploosh (Sploosh)
The Clan in this bitch
It's shooters on the roof (Roof)
Used to think her top fire
But it's really boof (Really garbage)
Caught me cheatin' five times and
She got the proof (Goddamn)
I keep lyin'
She gon' leave me if I tell the truth
(I keep lyin') givenchy boots in the rain
Like they waterproof (Fuck it)
Fuck you doin' in the club if
You ain't got a booth? (What you doin'?)
Standin' on the tables like
We got a substitute

I'm the number one stunna, Penny Hardaway
Same bitches you can't fuck be a call away