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junclassic - Bust Ya Melon lyrics

rate me

For deceased peeps that would eat in the crib

Wanna creep on a beat deep

Didn’t even have to speak mad unique

Never know what you have till it has to leave!

Me? See, I been around the block

Like a nigga trying to cop when it’s hot

A vet will get in an out the spot under watch

Still get away clean, never sleep if you blink

I’mma daydream! Gone!

Born healthy the good lord gave all blessings

And let a sick world infect me, yep!

I guess 20 years of school wasn’t enough test

So he added drugs mathematics guns rough sex, uh!

My … chick say, jun, you’re the shit!

Dirty lick have that cat purring like…

Slave to the rhythm this is what it’s all about

Nigga in the field shit is real catching cotton mouth

Without a doubt!

Hook:

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Watch the way he twirl, dutches

I don’t think the world love us

Seeing little girls suffer

Correcting the calibration so the picture was clear

Visionary baritone for the hearing impaired.

Young mothers abuse cold lovers no rubbers

So the younglings coming every other summer

Wondering the streets with her toddler in the pouring rain

Looking for support off adults getting off the caines

Still lost in all they pain! Misery

Don’t always love company

Or want your sympathy

I dig it to the 10th degree

Everybody doing them

Play the fool chase around them hooligans

I’mma develop a transatlantic monorail

First stop London next ft. Lauderdale

Calgary, make a dream reality

Ya god … testify I went from broke to decent salary

Hook:

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Ease ya brain (goon!)

Eggs in a frying pan

Kids wanna rep the same colors as Spiderman

No matter what I try to tell my little live man

He keep banging like a drummer in a live band.

A young man but to him he a gremlin

And he get it in so what the fuck ca I tell him?

I pray lord watch when he not in school

On Facebook he say “hey, …” I try to drop a jewel

In Jim Crow we wasn’t trying to get lynched

Crabs in a bucket trying not to get pinched

Funny how mobsters get found with lobsters

Freaking imposters live long and prosper

You can sit here stay in hell

Or find a good position you can fit in and play it well

Smell the bullshit a mile away

Ain’t a minute promised

Do something to make you smile today

That’s what I would say

Hook:

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

Making shit guarantee the bust ya melon

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