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kevin durant - fubu boyz lyrics

[intro: young rock]

young rock
fubu boyz
look

[verse 1: young rock]
bucket hats like i get buckets
kd when i shoot the ball
people always hate on the kid
but i pile money and they lookin’ small
always spit a fire verse
i’m fresh to death put me in a he-rs-
spit from the dome don’t need rehe-rs-
drive the ferrari in reverse
i’m your girl’s favorite rapper
take her home in the cherry tesla
cause she knows that i’m dapper….
… whoo!
my b-tch is always cl-ssy
fubu boyz and we never trashy
got the squad-
and they hate the team cause we live the dream
my life’s a movie on the big screen
winning always no charlie sheen
moving up to par like we on the green
and we get money never acting funny
every day that i live is sunny
and everyone knows it’s all about the money
fubu boyz is the name
the flow makes them insane, tell em’
i’m back at it again
maserati color burgundy
the haters know they can’t f-ck with me
they can’t f-ck with the squad
fubu boyz are god

[verse 2: donnie stacks]

yeah…
donnie stacks
kd, fubu boyz
whippin’ all them foreign toys
all these b-tches… want the fame
young rock, j-eazy, and yung dame
fubu boyz tryna’ make it big
all this b-tches, on my d-ck
all these hoes, know the deal
ballin’ hard call me bradley beal
fubu boyz take your life, in the cut like a knife
yeah, yung dame

[verse 3: yung dame]
i’m influential call me dalai lama
don’t f-ck with b-tches
no baby mama
yung dame on the beat and i k!ll it
i stay roasting b-tches like sk!llet
fubu boyz my crew
this sh-t ain’t nothin’ new
we stay on the paper chase
b-tches clingin’ on me spray em’ with the mace
we stay rockin’ polo, f-ck uspa
and if you ain’t about the money
stay the f-ck away
spittin’ fire is my p-ssion
always dressed in high fashion
got all the js in my rotation
fubu boyz a new generation
born and raised in new york
vaycay down in florida
your b-tch lookin’ mexican
call that south of the border
when i go to the strip club
foreign’s what i order
this beat is knockin’
got yo b-tch on lock and
the only thing i know it’s how to flow
that’s why i keep coming back for more
fubu boyz on the top
pretty soon we’re going on tour
partying all day and night
performance at heart no stage fright
no stage fright

[verse 4: donnie stacks]

popping pills, call ecstacy
got yo b-tch sitting next to me
fubu boyz we never grinding
trigger finger itching if a b-tch wanna try me
f-ck all these hoes and f-ck all these thots
if you f-ck with the team you gonna catch a shot
if you f-ck with the team you gonna catch a shot
f-ck with the squad that’s a wrong decision
fubu boyz on a f-ckin’ mission
up all night recording the bangers
pull up in the 4 door wrangler
fubu boyz yeah we on top
getting guap no we never stop
the paint on the rarri be dripping
smoking the trees i be tripping
late nights in the studio
fubu boyz on top this sh-t ain’t new to y’all
this sh-t ain’t new to y’all

- fubu boyz lyrics

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