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bfm - van buren records lyrics

[intro]
bounce for me, shake and drop it
put some money in your pocket
bounce for me, shake and drop it
put some money in your pocket
dance for me, work for me
baby, make it pop for me
bounce for me, shake and drop it
put some money—

[verse 1: luke bar$]
yeah, b*tch n*gga talkin’ b*tch n*gga sh*t
i be talkin’ that rich n*gga sh*t
i was sleepin’ on the floor for the sh*t
sharin’ food with my dogs for this sh*t
you know i gotta get it out the mud
eviction letters every other other month
put the p*ssy on me, show a n*gga love
said i’il die for it, spell it out in blood
young n*gga, he the trapper of thе month
my shorty make way more money thеn them boys
y’all n*ggas ain’t poppin’ (no)
i’m the type to curve a bougie b*tch
girl, you know i got too much options (no)
came out the womb locked in
i’m still with the goons, shawty
my neck icy like it’s hockey
we passing n*ggas like it’s stockton
i pull up dead upon arrival
the p*ssy good, i hit the lotto
i’m in her ’til she hit the high notes
i put that sh*t up on the bible
you know who that sh*t belong to
i ain’t even gotta say nothing
you heard me
[chorus: meech bold]
uh, activated by p*ssy, money and violence (p*ssy, money and violence)
i ain’t been the same ever since i got power (ever since i got power)
too easy, i’m lil weezy on carter (yup)
do this sh*t all on my own, promise you don’t want me charged up

[verse 2: jiles]
b*tches on my d*ck, n*ggas talking sh*t
mattress getting flipped, we was project kids
stealing n*ggas’ whips
only thing in common, we lacked common sense
riding windows tint
platinum off the phone, n*ggas stealing flows
do a drive*by, that’s a pick and roll
sing a lullaby, n*ggas selling lies
opps went route running, caught them on the fly
put it to the side, issues on go
get it pr*nto, this was ’94
i be death row, probably go gold
you’d probably go ghost, n*gga, i know
you n*ggas so*so, denim jeans rolled
muji furniture, bed sitting low
ten grams of dope, that’s a finger roll
that’s a finger roll, that’s a finger roll

[refrain: meech bold]
got you some goals, baby (yeah), i need that ass shaking (let’s go)
got you some goals, baby (yeah), i need that ass shaking (let’s go)
got you some goals, baby (yeah), i need that ass shaking (let’s go)
got you some goals, baby (yeah), i need that ass shaking (let’s go)
[verse 3: felix]
shot calling since i last saw you and i’m back out, a n*gga rollin’
santa monica, fantasizing ’bout the ‘raris, trackhawks and rovers
can’t allow these n*ggas running lip, should’ve beat his ass like he stole it
last time was on some funny sh*t, i be sl!ck forgetting what the goal is
half these n*ggas is bogus, half these n*ggas’ll fold up
backed up in these corners and kept it fendi, don’t i?
hundred thousand, real n*gga sh*t, you can’t control ’em
spark the blizz and sh*t’ll be gone just as soon as you roll it
food, n*ggas is lunch and they know it
boo, felix’s season is coming
cool, start to scheming on ’em
ain’t sh*t different on me, no
came from the ugly, was slummin’
i ain’t have nothin’, but never was bummin’ it
they hear the gossip and run with it
baow, one to your jersey, you stumblin’
one to the jaw like you mumblin’
n*ggas be acting like i ain’t the one
you seen another phenomenon?
wow, swear you n*ggas been dumb since montell f*ckin on kamala
hah, watch sh*t fall like dominos
seen what i seen, couldn’t stomach it

[outro]
i need that ass shaking
i need that ass shaking
i need that ass shaking
got you some goals, baby, i need that ass shaking

- van buren records lyrics

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