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The Bard - Big Body Buick Lyrics



The Bard - Big Body Buick Lyrics




Shut the f*ck up
Don't talk
Moon walk
Pop the top off
Tupac
Run it up
Something bout guap
Shut the f*ck
F*ck it up
Something bout drip
Bring the mop
Dominoes
Fall like helicop
Playas get chose
On the spot
I'm doing shows
And you not
I'm tying bows
In a knot
Shut the f*ck up
And don't talk uh

F*ck I get loaded a lot
Slow motion
Pouring the potion get out
F*ck out my car
Grams in my jar
In the airport
I hid drugs in guitar
F*ck is he doing
I'm chopping and screwing
It's a two seater
I can only fit you in
Ball Patrick Ewing
Big body Buick Ain't newish
All my pockets been Jewish uh

I been around
Not a tourist
F*cking shit up
Like the sewers
I'm finna shit
Like manure
My diamonds Pure
Excuse me mesuere
I'm hitting licks in velour
All of my money mature
All further droughts I'll endure
You buy the box at the store
I'm buying stocks of the store
You think a lot I think more

Thousands of push ups
Chuck Norris
I f*cked yo bitch in the chorus
I scholarship at wake forest
Like I'm Chris Paul
That's apples and oranges
I dungeon rap
From the fortress
I ball Doug Christie in Corpus
My heart is cold like
Rigor mortise
Froze in some places
Several locations
Empty my bank from big faces

F*ck I get loaded a lot
Slow motion
Pouring the potion get out
F*ck out my car
Grams in my jar
In the airport
I hid drugs in guitar
F*ck is he doing
I'm chopping and screwing
It's a two seater
I can only fit you in
Ball Patrick Ewing
Big body Buick Ain't newish
All my pockets been Jewish
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Shut the f*ck up
Don't talk
Moon walk
Pop the top off
Tupac
Run it up
Something bout guap
Shut the f*ck
F*ck it up
Something bout drip
Bring the mop
Dominoes
Fall like helicop
Playas get chose
On the spot
I'm doing shows
And you not
I'm tying bows
In a knot
Shut the f*ck up
And don't talk uh

F*ck I get loaded a lot
Slow motion
Pouring the potion get out
F*ck out my car
Grams in my jar
In the airport
I hid drugs in guitar
F*ck is he doing
I'm chopping and screwing
It's a two seater
I can only fit you in
Ball Patrick Ewing
Big body Buick Ain't newish
All my pockets been Jewish uh

I been around
Not a tourist
F*cking shit up
Like the sewers
I'm finna shit
Like manure
My diamonds Pure
Excuse me mesuere
I'm hitting licks in velour
All of my money mature
All further droughts I'll endure
You buy the box at the store
I'm buying stocks of the store
You think a lot I think more

Thousands of push ups
Chuck Norris
I f*cked yo bitch in the chorus
I scholarship at wake forest
Like I'm Chris Paul
That's apples and oranges
I dungeon rap
From the fortress
I ball Doug Christie in Corpus
My heart is cold like
Rigor mortise
Froze in some places
Several locations
Empty my bank from big faces

F*ck I get loaded a lot
Slow motion
Pouring the potion get out
F*ck out my car
Grams in my jar
In the airport
I hid drugs in guitar
F*ck is he doing
I'm chopping and screwing
It's a two seater
I can only fit you in
Ball Patrick Ewing
Big body Buick Ain't newish
All my pockets been Jewish
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Writer: Bradford Claypool
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: The Bard
Language: English
Length: 2:06
Written by: Bradford Claypool

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