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fireworks - buddy bandz (rap) lyrics

(sheesh!)

(reuel, stop playin’ with these n*ggas)

f*ck the opps, tell ’em drop somethin’ (ha)
police tryna lock somethin’ (rocks)
tired of n*ggas actin’ for these hoes, lil’ n*gga stop frontin’ (stop)
through and through, all ’em free all day, i’m tryna pop somethin’ (pop pop pop)
go knock on yo’ door, wait ’till yo’ ass come out and watch me bop somethin’ (watch me bop somthin’)
murdered you, you don’t want to smoke lil’ n*gga, stop frontin’ (n*gga stop frontin’)
gotta turn today, cuz you p*ssies wanna watch somethin’ (wanna watch somethin’)
my [?] was 4 years was locked up, commissary got stocked up (he got stocked up)
opps with him got mopped up, boy you clown hoes really washed up (really washed up)
since i came home, i’m “who these weak ass hoes”, chop up (really chop up)
he say my name, like candy man, lil’ b*tch i’m finna pop up (i’m finna pop up)
we keepin’ tools with us, better not ask, cuz put these glocks up (put them glocks up)
make that n*gga swerve up in traffic, he is not tucked (he is not tucked)
boom, boom, boom, pow, l*o*l, look how they caught ya’ (look how they caught ya’)
k!lled, should we x him off the list, get off the roster (get off the roster)
we don’t play no games, b*tch we drill with some shots up (with some shots up)
number 22, crack his citizens, this whole block bust
when me and gang pull up like fireworks, you hear a lotta pops (pop pop, pop)
make his body lock, yeah (pop pop, pop)
rhythm gon’ make his body drop
choppa gon’ sing like the b*tch from [?]
in this party, you know i stay jiggy (hm)
but if you know me, i’ll never party no jiggy
but off of that perccy, yeah i might just suck on her titty
she h*rny, but she ain’t turn me on, you rubbin’ on my bl!cky

ay, i share a stack, hear the b, give me the torch” (tss)
we been poppin’ off like fireworks up on the 4th (pop pop, pop pop pop pop)
when n*ggas see me, they eyes glued to the floor
ain’t no tryna argue boy, ain’t no goin’ back and forth (bow)
you a b*tch, you gets no respect (no)
you blew yo’ ebt, you ain’t get no more checks
you a sad piece of sh*t, you can’t get your hoe wet
you and your gang full of b*tches, f*ck you and your whole set, b*tch!
i’m turned up on my back, i’m done talkin’ (ay)
if money ain’t involved, turn around, better start walkin’
rich from my pockets, if you want harm, start talkin’
like metal hittin’ metal, you slide wrong, we start sparkin’ (pow pow pow, pow pow pow)

when me and gang pull up like fireworks, you hear a lotta pops (pop pop, pop)
make his body lock, yeah (pop pop, pop)
rhythm gon’ make his body drop
choppa gon’ sing like the b*tch from [?]
in this party, you know i stay jiggy (hm)
but if you know me, i’ll never party no jiggy
but off of that perccy, yeah i might just suck on her titty
she h*rny, but she ain’t turn me on, you rubbin’ on my bl!cky
when me and gang pull up like fireworks, you hear a lotta pops (pop pop, pop)
make his body lock, yeah (pop pop, pop)
rhythm gon’ make his body drop
choppa gon’ sing like the b*tch from [?]
in this party, you know i stay jiggy (hm)
but if you know me, i’ll never party no jiggy
but off of that perccy, yeah i might just suck on her titty
she h*rny, but she ain’t turn me on, you rubbin’ on my bl!cky

- buddy bandz rap lyrics

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