Young Buck

Young Buck - I see why lyrics

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[Hook]

I got all this money round me

All these goons around me

All these d boys round me

Got all this dope around me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

I got all these killers round me

All these robbers round me

All these hoes around me

Got all these bitches round me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Yeah, see way them niggas gasing up again

All they make is slaps

Toe got my money, oh this yo mtv raps

Fast money, I can sprint 100 laps

Hit my booster up, my daughter need some shit from baby get bops

15 pounds of purps and 35 pounds of mill

Sell me like 4 zips of money

I ain’t really know that it came like this

Lay right right clean my forges

He let him clean my crib

He told me he do carbon,

Hell I told him I do flip

Real nigga shit straight up,

All bullshit to the side

One more time for my joe niggas

Getting off airmax 95

Yeah, drop top bumping that lupe

Hard top bumping that old face

Pull me off with a half of plug

Gotta let that bitch off the fourway

Right hand up I’m real nigga

My homie locked up, I’m still with you

Young nigga strapping at the barber shop

Had a quarter ounce ...heel figure

Said some niggas rather be pimping

But me I ball like michal jeffrey

It’s bringing me some of they good shit

Lit a fizz up, call it a dirty piff

[Hook]

I got all this money round me

All these goons around me

All these d boys round me

Got all this dope around me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

I got all these killers round me

All these robbers round me

All these hoes around me

Got all these bitches round me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Got me laid up and it’s days in

60 dollar rooms

The young niggas been getting it off

Ever since we boought it too

Can’t be paranoid, picking it up

Or under pressure, whippin it up

Couple niggas I know took a fall

Ain’t never getting it up

I’m telling papi send it up

Baking soda blend it up

I told the mayor fuck yourself

Selling dope because my reel is up

Hey all my cars tinted up

I need my picture centered up

Your lame bitch don’t stand a chance

I like my bitches thick as fuck

My click deserve a kodak moment

Smile, say cheese niggas

Hey get this, the bread letters catch up on these niggas

Going once, going twice, what your life cost

15 hunned pounds, in the basement with the lights out

My old lady counting 3 mill and can’t tell you where we live

I’m just drankin champagne in true religion in green hills

Chanel 5 sent me a tweet asked me did I bought my chain

I thought y’all had all the news bitch

I’ve been doing my thang

[Hook]

I got all this money round me

All these goons around me

All these d boys round me

Got all this dope around me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

I got all these killers round me

All these robbers round me

All these hoes around me

Got all these bitches round me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me

Oh no, I see why they talk about me.

Thanks to Andy for correcting these lyrics

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