Lyrics Stevie Stone

Stevie Stone

Get Buck

Better brace yourself for the second coming

Gotta clear that, it's the baggage now I'm off and running

Did you hear that, can you feel that?

The static cos' I finally done it

Spread a little bit of magic

On them chocolate bunnie (buns), I get it in!

Bitch Stone don't pay no more

Don't never not get paid no more

Say what you really wanna say

You niggas wanna hate but you really can't hate no more

Don't never knock on stage no more

Strange Music dipped in butter

Different faces colored

Could of been alot of others

Repping M-I crooked letter crooked letter

O-U-R-I got my sht together (shit together)

Struttin' with my fit together, clip together

Got my crib together, yeah I got my shit together

(get buck!)

Step on scene and they need me

And they know if you open trynna see me, just because I

(Get Buck!)

Callin it a blast from the past

And tonight im bout to get up in that ass

You gonna watch me

(get buck!)

Know you on the sideline hatin'

And your formula’s fitted to fakin' little buddy (get buck)

Head like a Rorschak, shakin'

And you got the nerve to question what I’m thinkin'

I'm about to

(get buck!)

Hear the product?

Well it sound good don't it?

Talk more shit, I’ll make you get our weight an rep your hood on it

Stepped out, hoped out the back seat

High step, snake bat, fitted to the back

Hold the turf, reppin lately

Been in my zone here, lately

break another wall hear lately

I'mma get up in that ass

In the middle with a map

Of the MO and I'm way to Haiti

Cravin bitches is crazy

Motherfuckers got crazy

Nigass wanna get up in the feelings

I'm surrounded by their ladies

Whatchya sayin,whatchya sayin

(what you sayin boy)

Haters think we play, think we playin

(playin,huh?)

Kawasaki crotchrocket

Got that burner in my pocket

In case you niggas try to stop it