Buckets (Explicit) - Juicy J Written by:Jordan Houston/Jerami Davis/Lexus Lewis Yeah Lex man we killin' these muh'f**king fools mane
You know what I'm sayin' these niggas be crazy about these b*tches mane
Ballin' on your b*tch in the club buckets
I got all my chains why you niggas tucking
You hating what I'm doing but your b*tch love it
That's why I'm balling on your b*tch in the club buckets
Ballin' on your b*tch like a fade away
First I got to bang it like an 808
Here comes Superman trying to save the day
She see all this ice on me she's trying to skate away
You save all your money for a rainy day
I'm the weatherman everyday a rainy day ni**a And it's a light chance of snow too
F**k you looking at I can snatch your hoe too
I'm ballin' in the club I feel like Jimmy Buckets
Bucket after bucket your b*tch wanna suck it
Fill it up with nothing but that Bombay f**k it
Let her pop a bottle now I gotta bust it
Ballin' on your b*tch in the club buckets
I got all my chains why you niggas tucking
You hating what I'm doing but your b*tch love it
That's why I'm balling on your b*tch in the club buckets
First I wash that Lamb off then I hit the cash vault Then I hit the local strip club and drop a bag off Then I get some blue dreamballin' up the gym Make it ran til' it flood now the strippers gotta swim
This gon' be a long night we gon' go up all night Both my pockets stuffed ain't no such thing as the wrong price She wanna go home with me told lil mama hold tight She not all that fine she look better in a strobe light Running outta dough no send me up some more
Spent a night in Magic for the third night in a row
She my favorite hoe I might take her home
Paralyze that p**sy when I'm gone off that Patrone
Ballin' on your b*tch in the club buckets
I got all my chains why you niggas tucking
You hating what I'm doing but your b*tch love it
That's why I'm balling on your b*tch in the club buckets
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This gon' be a long night we gon' go up all night Both my pockets stuffed ain't no such thing as the wrong price She wanna go home with me told lil mama hold tight She not all that fine she look better in a strobe light Running outta dough no send me