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mind of a maniac - bluebucksclan lyrics

[verse 1: bluebucksclan dj]
big 42s, you can’t step with me (you can’t step with me)
in the chair for an hour, yeah, he wettin’ it (yeah, he wettin’)
you’ll never f*ck the hoes that be lettin’ me (yeah, never)
why these broke*ass n*ggas tryna lecture me? (broke*ass n*ggas)
i’m that n*gga all the bad b*tches pestering (i’m that n*gga)
shooting thousands in the kitchen, yeah, who bettin’ me? (yeah, who bettin’? baby e made this beat)
i would hate to tell my n*ggas that you threatened me (hate to tell my n*ggas)
clan got this sh*t locked, ain’t no questioning (ain’t no questioning)
b*tches ain’t tryna top, why we messaging? (f*ck is we messaging?)
stuff a ‘wood, put a lot, i smoke excellent (put a lot)
big foreign hoggin’ up the f*ckin’ intersection (yeah)
big racks on me, tennis lesson (tennis lesson)
this b*tch so bad, yeah, she interesting (yeah, she interesting)
why you f*ckin’ with that lame? that’s the biggest question (that lame)
every time we in the club, we got the biggest section (bucksclan)

[verse 2: jeeezy]
walkin’ in the club, bringin’ blowers through the exit (through the exit)
i like b*tches with some ass, can’t be anorexic (can’t do it)
three phones full of b*tches, this sh*t gettin’ hectic (sh*t gettin’ hectic)
yeah, they love me in my city, i’m a living legend (lil’ n*gga)
i like hittin’ all the b*tches that i couldn’t get (on my mama)
it’s a couple great toppers that i really miss (on god)
in a prada bucket hat like i’m money mitch (money mitch)
starin’ at her while she catch it, yeah, i’m finna p*ss (finna p*ss)
on the yacht with my pole like i’m finna fish (finna fish)
leavin’ n*ggas at the dock, i said only b*tches (only b*tches)
throw that b*tch in race mode, we ain’t hittin’ switches (h*ll naw)
time to buy some more bags, all my b*tches trippin’ (trippin’)
thick b*tches in the pool, but they skinny dippin’ (skinny dippin’)
v12 in this foreign, i got plenty engine
two thousand dollar shoes, could’ve bought a lemon (n*gga)
i had b*tches over every time i got suspended (on my mama)
[verse 3: bluebucksclan dj]
n*ggas hurt about these hoes, yeah, so what? (n*ggas hurt)
yeah, i heard i’m the reason why y’all broke up (i’m the reason)
late night, your b*tch text me sayin’ smoke up (smoke up)
took me one take to hit her, wait, hold up (wait, hold up)
p*ssy wasn’t all that fire, got my hopes up (got my hopes up)
this shirt on my back cost a thousand pro clubs (six hundred)
gave my b*tch a thousand, here, get your toes done (yeah)

[verse 4: jeeezy]
my b*tch want a shopping spree, finna go to saks (finna go)
big*headed, ballin’ on these n*ggas, feel like jarrett jack (jarrett jack)
told her we gon’ probably end up f*ckin’ if we interact (yes, we is)
told her she could bring another friend and she was into that (is you into that?)
she like she just want her one*on*one like she kyla pratt (one*on*one)
dj with me breakin’ ‘woods down like a lumberjack (lumberjack)
spent a couple thousand on this ‘fit, where the cameras at? (bring ’em out)
can’t believe she met me, this b*tch almost had a heart attack
head super dope, she got the mind of a maniac (she ain’t got no mind)

- bluebucksclan lyrics

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