Squad right behind, they got seven .45's (Yo Gotti) All I do is win, I'm Gotti the brawn G I'm the M.V.P., I got championship chains Triple double on
come And I'ma represent where I'm from Man I don't want to die, but I ain't scared to Shit I just want to make sure that I'm prepared to Can't leave
Bun [Verse 1 - Bun B] They thought it was over, they thought that I was done (I was done) They said I wouldn't last, I'm the last one (last one) I'm "
I'm a do and don't call me B, this Mr. Bun to you Motherfucker fix ya grammar The next time you call a nigga bamma, you better have a hammer And I ain
me. - I'm on my way so he can sex me! [Chorus] [Verse 3:] [TroubleSum:] I'm a sexting - model. Lookin' like lemonade in a Coke bottle. (bottle!) 'Llac
baby If you need love I'm lovin', if you need a thug I'm thuggin' If you need a hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold u down Need a lil' dough,
she betta be a rich bitch, Or she betta be a dime done diva when I'm down in H Town fuckin around with Bun Beeta now 2X CHORUS Everywhere I go hold
And got the yola on whip Tell momma we comin home so don't trip [Mddl Fngz:] If I Tee, don't worry bout me Momma I'm a G I know how to handle niggas
gotta beat, then let's burn it up You know we do it B.I.G. So come and holla at a playa in tha V.I.P. UGK we in da house fosho I'm bout to crank this
a dream, until I seen my dream come true Now I'm a make it do what it do 'Cause it was all a dream [Verse 1 - Bun B - w/ LeToya Luckett ad libs throughout] I'm
closer than kin And I know that I'll never have a partner like that again So Chad Butler I just want you to know I keep your memory close, I'm never
fuck wit that Bun B be King of the unda-unda-undaground You can't fuck wit that Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun,Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun,Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun, Bun
side when I ride 'cause I'm ready I got 20/10 vision and my trigger finger steady I'm an Underground King homeboy and not a simp And I gots to represent
I'm cold? Damn I'm cold and my hoes Damn I'm cold, man I'm throwed I said damn I'm cold, hot damn I'm cold This has been a Chops production
I'm sticking my dick up in the game and bustin in that like a train I'm hitting that mayne, look at this grain I'm grippin, I'm fixing to swang My bumper
us your blessings Judge Yeah I'm back baby and better than I ever was I got the streets on fire so forget a buzz? I ain't tripping on sounds scan a
Alright, alright It's Bun B and Jazze Phizzle, Phizzle It's Bun B and Phizzle, Phizzle, Phizzle It's Bun B and Jazze Phizzle, Phizzle Bun B, UGK sho
s a bloody war, in the rules of engagement Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth Justice, in the mind of a gangsta [Bun B] Hey, Mr. Preacher Man, what do