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Ar-Ab - That Bull lyrics

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I guarantee you this our new street anthem

Shut to the bulls of Delaware

Shut to the bulls of Jersey

This right here gonna trap on smash

Who wanted to meet part two?

Chorus:

Hundred dollar bills shoe box full

Got two bricks in my top drawer

Duct tape niggas if he got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Bring eight back when I drop four

Took ten shots through my door

Fought one body but I got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Hold on damage, hold on, man!

Listen man!

I told you about that, damn it!

As a matter of fact, that's so exclusive

That's so official,

You gotta run that from the top, man!

Chorus:

Hundred dollar bills shoe box full

Got two bricks in my top drawer

Duct tape niggas if he got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Bring eight back when I drop four

Took ten shots through my door

Fought one body but I got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Still spending money till 08

Cutting clean irons on a old plate

Grease on the block nigga no bake

This 44 DE ( Desert eagle ) holds 8

Hundred grands cash no black card

Got it off the brick of that black tar

Boiling water in the glass jar

Uh, I made enough to buy shaqs car!

Aka 47, put it on ten

Bang on niggas like shawn kemp

You ever spend ten grand on rent ?

Ever buy new car cause of one dent ?

Breaking down pounds of the granddad

It got grey hair like my granddad

I wanna rap, but it's not falling through

So I'm about to sit a bird on da barbecue

Chorus:

Hundred dollar bills shoe box full

Got two bricks in my top drawer

Duct tape niggas if he got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Bring eight back when I drop four

Took ten shots through my door

Fought one body but I got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Uh, I'm riding dirty but the car clean

Styrofoam Cup and its all lean !

Had a slumber party with all fiends

I just sold a bundle to paline !

My man got the mac and he off dippers

He put niggas down talking all zippers

Mixing pain pills with hard liquor

Getting fish scale talking all Flipper

When the fiend die, make your phone ride

I spend two thousand on foamposites

You was Jay-Z, make the song cry!

I was dropping coke till its bone dry!

So 24 what the coke costing

My man send em over thru the post office

Uh, my plug give me what I ask for

But later on, I'mma break in his back-door

Chorus:

Hundred dollar bills, shoot box for

Got two bricks in my top drawer

Doc, take niggas if he got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Bring eight back when I drop four

Took ten shots through my door

For one body, but I got more

Everybody knows I'm that bull!

Thanks to derek for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to tana for correcting these lyrics

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