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pretty much - bluebucksclan lyrics

[intro: ohgeesy]
(my n*gga menace on the beat, ayy)

[verse 1: jeeezy]
we ain’t never trippin’ over b*tches, we can share the hoes (we gon’ share)
line ’em up, i’ma knock ’em down playing dominoes (dominoes)
any real situations, you gon’ prolly fold (yah)
i keep pouring wockiana like i got a cold (like a cold)
n*ggas sneak dissing for attention, that sh*t getting old (what the f*ck?)
and i gross the most income inside this household (this household)
don’t ask what’s on my feet, these some thousand*dollar insoles (some thousand*dollar insoles)
[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
prada socks just to cover up my shinbone (just to cover up my shinbone)
why thеse n*ggas bragging ’bout these hoеs that i sent home? (hoes that i sent home)
why these hoes bragging? you ain’t the only one i spent on (ain’t the only one i spent on)
in the club, models in my section, what i’m big on (i’m big on that)
big attachments in the closet, take a lot to put this sh*t on (throw it all in the closet)
thousand dollar white pants got me watching what i sit on (if i stain ’em, i’m in debt)

[verse 3: jeeezy & bluebucksclan dj]
i’m in goyard, finna wrap the newest belt around my hip bone (around my hip bone)
i’m in fendi grabbing everything my size, i should’ve been gone (grabbing everything)
last night i f*cked around and poured a five, i shoulda been up (i shoulda been up)
it was twenty for a feature, but it went up (yeah, it went up)
had to stop sharing my location, she might really come (she might really come)
grammar school, best dressed list, i was number one (every time)
forty one got me higher than a cliff, he might really jump (he might jump)
i just bet five thousand on the six, it came fifty one (fifty one)
i just poured like a five or a six in a tiki punch (five or a six)
n*gga asked do i be f*cking with his b*tch? yeah, pretty much (pretty much)
finally made ten thou’, it took you twenty months (you ain’t on it)
she ain’t never did nonthin’ wrong, but still ain’t good enough (yeah)
she can never be my b*tch, we ain’t been through enough (you can’t, never)
she a never be my b*tch, she don’t do enough (never be my b*tch)

[verse 4: bluebucksclan dj]
was finna leave the club, but i don’t think i threw enough (i don’t think i threw enough)
my b*tch goin’ through my phone, you always doing stuff (you always doing stuff)
i’m in neiman’s, told the lady, “point me to the shoes and stuff” (the shoes)
four bags when i’m leaving, still thinking i ain’t blew enough (i don’t think)
i see n*ggas out here mad, but what the f*ck is they gon’ do to us (what the f*ck is they gon’ do?)
a lot of screens on the amg dash, this the newest one (all these screens)
i don’t feel outnumbered to these hoes, but it’s two to one (yeah, it’s two)
[verse 5: jeeezy]
i ain’t never having fun with one b*tch, i need two to come (i need two)
we better hear ’bout this sh*t up on the news or some’ (on the news)
why you only grab that prada bag? get the boots or some’ (get the boots)
why these lil’ rap n*ggas mad, but they ain’t doin’ nothin’? (n*ggas broke)
i been in the a for about a week, but i ran through a dozen (a dozen)

[outro: ohgeesy]
(my n*gga menace on the beat, ayy)

- bluebucksclan lyrics

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