BlueBucksClan, Rucci - The One lyrics
[BlueBucksClan, Rucci - The One lyrics]
Aye, I hate a nigga that
Be talking when he shouldn’t
Tell that nigga radio, Cuba Gooding
Took his chain and his gun, good looking
I did everything they said I couldn’t
Okay, I’m finna fuck
The world with this hot shit
I don’t check my bitch phone
That’s that cop shit
Okay, you might be a little on
But you not this
This that heat off the stove
Like some hot grit's
Bop bop nigga, drop top in the winter
I’m a real hot nigga
Big chop in the sprinter
Parking lot with them killers
Getting top from a bop
Selling rocks to her pops
Bitch I’m all about the guap
I’m like how can I not keep going
Keep flowing dog, I’m off this E rolling
I don’t show no emotion
High as fuck I keep smoking
Bad bitch she deep throating
I’m the shit and she know it
Feel like I’m out of my mind
So I gotta keep smoking
Hit the game with some water
I’m like deep up in this ocean
Don't wanna be like my father
So I gotta keep focused
No disrespect to my nigga
I know that he know
That i’m the one, not two bitch go dumb
Scum, you not me nigga ur a bum i’m the one
Not two, bitch go dumb Scum
You can’t be me ur a bum
You a bum, hoes just wanna have fun
Where yo tongue straight up out the slums
Nigga I ain’t scared of nun
Two bitches takin turns wimme
Nigga i’m the one
Taught you everything you know lil
Nigga you my son
Pick him up he not breathin
Fucked a bitch now i’m leavin
This bitch tryna take my semen
Catch his ass we gon beat him
Big foreigns yeah i’m speedin double
Cups at my meetin
My bitch always think i’m cheatin
Take my soul she a demon
Lotta hoes plenty out, I’ll put like 20 out
I’ll pull my bentley out
Ballin hard bust clan
Nigga we ain’t sittin out
Be talking when he shouldn’t
Tell that nigga radio, Cuba Gooding
Took his chain and his gun, good looking
I did everything they said I couldn’t
Okay, I’m finna fuck
The world with this hot shit
I don’t check my bitch phone
That’s that cop shit
Okay, you might be a little on
But you not this
This that heat off the stove
Like some hot grit's
Bop bop nigga, drop top in the winter
I’m a real hot nigga
Big chop in the sprinter
Parking lot with them killers
Getting top from a bop
Selling rocks to her pops
Bitch I’m all about the guap
I’m like how can I not keep going
Keep flowing dog, I’m off this E rolling
I don’t show no emotion
High as fuck I keep smoking
Bad bitch she deep throating
I’m the shit and she know it
Feel like I’m out of my mind
So I gotta keep smoking
Hit the game with some water
I’m like deep up in this ocean
Don't wanna be like my father
So I gotta keep focused
No disrespect to my nigga
I know that he know
That i’m the one, not two bitch go dumb
Scum, you not me nigga ur a bum i’m the one
Not two, bitch go dumb Scum
You can’t be me ur a bum
You a bum, hoes just wanna have fun
Where yo tongue straight up out the slums
Nigga I ain’t scared of nun
Two bitches takin turns wimme
Nigga i’m the one
Taught you everything you know lil
Nigga you my son
Pick him up he not breathin
Fucked a bitch now i’m leavin
This bitch tryna take my semen
Catch his ass we gon beat him
Big foreigns yeah i’m speedin double
Cups at my meetin
My bitch always think i’m cheatin
Take my soul she a demon
Lotta hoes plenty out, I’ll put like 20 out
I’ll pull my bentley out
Ballin hard bust clan
Nigga we ain’t sittin out