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Fishboy and Bucketman Video (MV)




Performed By: Javi Boy
Language: English
Length: 2:31
Written by: Justin Nash, Xavier Walker




Javi Boy - Fishboy and Bucketman Lyrics
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I walk in the bank then I hit the woah
I walk in your crib then I hit ya hoe
Bitch ima real nigga head to toe
Get it for the high sell it for the low
Always gotta bad bitch on go
Bitch when I get on the track i float
She wanna suck on the dick she choke
Gotta crazy ass bitch and she won't lemme go
When I'm f*ckin that bitch I be takin her soul
I just busted my nut so I'm bout to get ghost
Ima hot boy so you bout to get toast
They takin that shit with they back on the ropes
That bitch give me top in the back of the rolls
I copped me a lex but I want me a ghost
These niggas ain't poppin but talkin the most
If you smoke just say that
Me and my shooter go way back
My shooter come thru ya block
They leavin blood on the pavement
If you smoke just say that
Me and my shooter go way back
My shooter come thru ya block
They leavin blood on the pavement
F*ck on yo then I count up my paper
Stackin my money up tall elevator
She like my style so I think I can take her
Bar after bar got heat like a baker
Yellow lean purple lean call me a laker
I ball like pg lemme play for the pacers
She sent some pics and you know I don't save
She like attention she want me to slay her
F*ck on yo then I count up my paper
Stackin my money up tall elevator
She like my style so I think I can take her
Bar after bar got heat like a baker
Yellow lean purple lean call me a laker
I ball like pg lemme play for the pacers
She sent some pics and you know I don't save
She like attention she want me to slay her
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I walk in the bank then I hit the woah
I walk in your crib then I hit ya hoe
Bitch ima real nigga head to toe
Get it for the high sell it for the low
Always gotta bad bitch on go
Bitch when I get on the track i float
She wanna suck on the dick she choke
Gotta crazy ass bitch and she won't lemme go
When I'm f*ckin that bitch I be takin her soul
I just busted my nut so I'm bout to get ghost
Ima hot boy so you bout to get toast
They takin that shit with they back on the ropes
That bitch give me top in the back of the rolls
I copped me a lex but I want me a ghost
These niggas ain't poppin but talkin the most
If you smoke just say that
Me and my shooter go way back
My shooter come thru ya block
They leavin blood on the pavement
If you smoke just say that
Me and my shooter go way back
My shooter come thru ya block
They leavin blood on the pavement
F*ck on yo then I count up my paper
Stackin my money up tall elevator
She like my style so I think I can take her
Bar after bar got heat like a baker
Yellow lean purple lean call me a laker
I ball like pg lemme play for the pacers
She sent some pics and you know I don't save
She like attention she want me to slay her
F*ck on yo then I count up my paper
Stackin my money up tall elevator
She like my style so I think I can take her
Bar after bar got heat like a baker
Yellow lean purple lean call me a laker
I ball like pg lemme play for the pacers
She sent some pics and you know I don't save
She like attention she want me to slay her
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Writer: Justin Nash, Xavier Walker
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