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buck the system - duke deuce lyrics

[intro]
(binsu)

[verse 1: duke deuce]
ridin’ in a truck, yawk tucked in my nuts
p’s in the back, alcohol in my gut
young buck keep a sl*t, gotta catch a nut
left hand grip her hair, right thumb in her b*tt
gotta keep a crunk pump stashed in the cut
for a punk, just in case a n*gga try to get tough
12, woop*woop, we f*cked out of luck
but i’m m*m*m, so you know i’m gon’ buck
flying like a bird, fishtail when i swerve
off*road wheels, give a f*ck bout a curve
hoes love a memphis n*gga when he say music
walk like a mac and i talk with a slur
fool with the strap, n*gga, f*ck what you heard
cool with the yak, i ain’t gotta sip syrup
i don’t like a hoe who talk too much ’cause a ho that talk be good for the word
yeah, baby girl, i’ma black haven gangster
where i come from they be twisted up fingers
pimpin’, no simpin’, evеrything be dangerous
skipping school, running from the policе, bangin’
boom*boom*boom, police at my grandma door, middle school, got caught with a o
police ask me how tall i was, i told that b*tch i was seven foot four
g i live, g i die, ain’t sh*t gon’ change, you know me, ho
n*gga thought he was gon’ diss my street, i walked outside, beat his ass to the floor
good with my hands and i’m good with my fingers, so either way i cannot go like a ho
the buckiest of buckiest, the crunkiest of crunkiest, to keep it one*hundred, don’t play with me, ho (what the f*ck!)
[chorus: duke deuce]
buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (ayy, ayy)
buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em)
buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em)
buck the system (buck ’em) on you weak ass hoes (on you weak ass hoes, buck ’em)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (uh)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em, yeah)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (yeah)
buck the system (buck ’em, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) on you weak ass hoes (on you weak ass hoes)

[verse 2: atm richbaby]
i was flat broke, but it be like that sometimes
f*cking his b*tch, but i knew that she wasn’t mine (she wasn’t mine)
know she a thot, but we only text sometimes
know she got kids, but i ain’t seen ’em one time
she want me to wife her, put her on the front line
she must think i turned right at the dumb sign
you got the right n*gga but at the wrong time
pull out my d*ck and i tell her, “it’s lunch time” (uh)
thinking so much, but i only vent sometimes (uh)
turn on that boogie and tell her, “it’s hump time” (yeah)
i know i came late, but i feel like i’m on time (yeah)
jump in the booth (jump in), never tell how i’m gon’ rhyme (yeah)
jump in the booth, never tell how i’m gon’ come
both of ’em want me, so i’m f*cking both of ’em
if one of ’em mad, then i’m cutting of both of ’em (yeah)
yep, then i’m cutting off both of ’em (b*tch)
b*tch, i’m from memphis, you know we be bucking
jump in that field, got to know this ain’t rugby (got to know this ain’t rugby)
get yo’ ass checked if you walk in here dusty (walk in here dusty)
i’m with a b*tch with body like buffy (with a body like buffy)
she got a n*gga, but he ain’t gon’ touch me
i’m in yo’ house with the strap in my hoodie
she want some smoke, so i gave her some cookie
he don’t want smoke ’cause he know he a p*ssy
if you coming from here, then you coming from nothing
i can’t even trust blood, i had bucked on my cousin (huh?)
it is what it is, and f*ck what it wasn’t
they say we can’t smoke, but we smoking in public (yeah)
keep talking that sh*t and get put on some crutches
don’t buy you a strap if you ain’t finna buss it (yeah)
you ain’t gon’ get it rich if you don’t take you a risk
everybody that’s rich, gotta know they was bucking (yeah, yeah)
[chorus: duke deuce]
buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (b*tch)
buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em)
buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em)
buck the system (buck ’em) on you weak ass hoes (on you weak ass hoes, buck ’em)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (what?)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (buck ’em, what?)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?), buck the system (buck ’em), buck the system (what?)
buck the system (buck ’em, what?) on you weak ass hoes (on you weak ass hoes, what the f*ck!)

- duke deuce lyrics

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