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waterproof - bluebucksclan lyrics

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[verse 1: jeeezy]
in the club breakin’ tables like the dudley boyz (dudley boyz)
got a real side b*tch, she from illinois (b*tch bad)
only n*gga on my block, uncle elroy (only one)
i keep runnin’ through these sacks like the waterboy (waterboy)
i’m the n*gga in control, i feel like nba (i’m that n*gga)
cloth talk in the rolls when i’m with louis tay (louis tay)
fly as f*ck, n*gga asked if it’s my birthday (godd*mn)
in the club with all my n*ggas, finna horseplay (throwin’ bands)
high school, was gettin’ top in the stairway (stairway)

[verse 2: bluebucksclan dj]
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 f*ckin’ with these rappers, man, they all g*y (n*ggas g*y)
’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 b*tches you can’t f*ck be a call away (yeah, ho)
balenciagas on if it rain today (rain)
bleedin’ like that n*gga bone off of training day (bleedin’ like bone)
i’m with tay, he like, “f*ck it, we on a plane today” (we on a plane)
facin’ ‘woods in the rolls take my pain away (facin’ ‘woods)

[verse 3: jeeezy]
i’m the number one stunna, penny hardaway (number one)
poppin’ bottles in this b*tch 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)
n*gga, i just lost a thousand playin’ 2k (godd*mn)
b*tch bad, she a stallion, got her sh*t laced (b*tch bad)
my b*tch poppin’ up on me, got my sh*t traced (f*ck)
i be f*ckin’ on your b*tch, ask her roommate (ask her roommate)
made your b*tch order my food, she got postmates (she got postmates)
i might eat your b*tch p*ssy, make her vibrate (make her vibrate)
l.a. live with a dime, finna ice skate
[verse 4: bluebucksclan dj]
i don’t call, got her number just for practice (practice)
finally opened her dm, she ecstatic (ecstatic)
told her i’ma leave my b*tch, i was cappin’ (yeah right)
in the field flippin’ coins, i’m a captain (i’m a captain)
dj quarterbackin’ sh*t, lamar jackson (callin’ plays)
all these hoes really goin’, they be actin’ (yeah, she actin’)
bad b*tches 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 sh*t (whoopin’ neimans)
i’m a cold n*gga, yeah, ask my last b*tch (go and ask)
flyin’ in a lam’, remember i ain’t have sh*t (i ain’t have)
now i show my ass like a f*ckin’ instagram b*tch (like a f*ckin’ instagram)

[verse 5: jeeezy]
big*ass double cups, yeah, they full of sploosh (sploosh)
the clan in this b*tch, 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 (godd*mn)
i keep lyin’, she gon’ leave me if i tell the truth (i keep lyin’)
givenchy boots in the rain like they waterproof (f*ck it)
f*ck you doin’ in the club if you ain’t got a booth? (what you doin’?)
standin’ on the tables like we got a substitute

[outro: jeeezy & bluebucksclan dj]
i’m the number one stunna, penny hardaway
same b*tches you can’t f*ck be a call away

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