Consequence - Buggin' Out 09 lyrics
[Consequence - Buggin' Out 09 lyrics]
Yo! Microphone check, 1, 2, what is this?
Cons took a check from every
Boss in the business
You can't be mad at me, thanks for having me
I'm from the same borough as
Mobb Deep and Tragedy
Might be on Chelsea Lately because
Of all the fame so I spit a little game
Maybe let her wear the chain
Because styles upon styles upon styles
Is what I have
I'm dropping 20, 000 when I'm up on 5th Ave
I wear Dior sneakers 'cause
The boy's getting cash
And when we in the club, yeah
I swing a Louis rag
When it comes to the devils
I'm not a half-stepper
To pass weed is speedier than
Graffiti on the leather
Refuse to compete with BS competition
That couldn't get signed if
They had a petition
I never walk the streets thinking
It's all about me
But I know niggas scheming
So it's under the seat
I just try my best not to dumb on out
A Tribe with the Cons
So you must be buggin' out
Yo, a few new stations put me in rotation
They've embraced the martian congratulations
Now my knots is too, too thick
Broskis running up asking me to
Do their favourite hit
With finesse, spit a verse and occasionally
I blurt out i'll strike a chord
And you can thank the Lord
As I go in between
('Tween) the glitz and the glam (Glam)
Listen my submission is the
Wishes of the fam-o as a segway, I am alone
I'm chilling with mine
And you should go and get your own
Smoking my weed because it's therapy for me
When everything seems bleak 'cause
The devils I foresee you, me, I, fly
You can't be me because your flow is too shy
I know I'd be the man if I could
Cold pull the plug on the AutoTune
But I can't and that's bug
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Tribe Tribe with the Cons
So you must be buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Tribe Tribe with the Cons
So you must be buggin' out
Cons took a check from every
Boss in the business
You can't be mad at me, thanks for having me
I'm from the same borough as
Mobb Deep and Tragedy
Might be on Chelsea Lately because
Of all the fame so I spit a little game
Maybe let her wear the chain
Because styles upon styles upon styles
Is what I have
I'm dropping 20, 000 when I'm up on 5th Ave
I wear Dior sneakers 'cause
The boy's getting cash
And when we in the club, yeah
I swing a Louis rag
When it comes to the devils
I'm not a half-stepper
To pass weed is speedier than
Graffiti on the leather
Refuse to compete with BS competition
That couldn't get signed if
They had a petition
I never walk the streets thinking
It's all about me
But I know niggas scheming
So it's under the seat
I just try my best not to dumb on out
A Tribe with the Cons
So you must be buggin' out
Yo, a few new stations put me in rotation
They've embraced the martian congratulations
Now my knots is too, too thick
Broskis running up asking me to
Do their favourite hit
With finesse, spit a verse and occasionally
I blurt out i'll strike a chord
And you can thank the Lord
As I go in between
('Tween) the glitz and the glam (Glam)
Listen my submission is the
Wishes of the fam-o as a segway, I am alone
I'm chilling with mine
And you should go and get your own
Smoking my weed because it's therapy for me
When everything seems bleak 'cause
The devils I foresee you, me, I, fly
You can't be me because your flow is too shy
I know I'd be the man if I could
Cold pull the plug on the AutoTune
But I can't and that's bug
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Tribe Tribe with the Cons
So you must be buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Buggin' out, buggin' out, buggin' out
You're buggin' out
Tribe Tribe with the Cons
So you must be buggin' out