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Buck, buck, buck, buck Cause I don't play clown Buck, buck, buck Take that with you all the way down Buck, buck, buck, Buck, buck, buck Buck, buck, buck Take that with you all the way down Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck Up up up and away cause I don't play clown Buck, buck, buck, Buck, buck, buck Buck, buck, buck Take that with you all the way down Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck Up up up and away cause I don't play clown Tell these bitches that I'm not the one Some of them might get away but I'm poppin' one I'm on the back of the bike just cockin' guns German helmet pumps and versace stuns I am the ninja, bitch named Ginga Hope somebody got a couple limbs they can lend ya Cause I'm the President, run up in ya resident Say hello to the (gunshot) baddest bitch ya ever met Buck buck buck, buck buck buck Letras de cancionesSawed-off followed by the Mossberg Pump When I come thru it get hotter then a soup kitchen I leave clips in ya head like a beautician I hit one, you hit one, that means who alive (woof) But if they come back to Queens thats a suicide (woof) I got some killers better tell these bitches who am I (woof) In Italy already chilling with the tour guide Buck, buck, buck, Buck, buck, buck Buck, buck, buck Take that with you all the way down Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck Up up up and away cause I don't play clown Straight up, you can take this with you on the way down Or way up, as long as my money gets paid up My weight up, don't come into my lane with no layups Get ate up, you see how much space your boy take up Usually I'm calm though but when it come to long dough I don't aim for the vest, hit you from the face up When it's in a palm dough turn into a John Doe I'm psycho, I think about this shit when I wake up I don't want to starve kids, I want ya'll to all live So I'm gonna retire in a lambo like Favre did Aw shit news flash dummy, I'm acting juvenile, that new cash money It's buck, buck, buck, if dude act funny I already told niggas don't do that to me I'm blazing the four so watch what you say to your boy Take that with you on your way to the morgue, one Buck, buck, buck, Buck, buck, buck Buck, buck, buck Take that with you all the way down Buck, buck, buck, buck, buck, buck Up up up and away cause I don't play clown From Letras Mania