"Bunkin'"(Ft: Chris Brown, Jay 305, T.I. )
Where my real ************* at?
100, keep this *************t 100, 100
Yeah, my ************* she bunkin'
She went from nothing now she somthing
My ************* bunkin'
She only clap that ass for me
My ************* bunkin'
I taught her how to whip a key
Now my trap jumpin'
She bring that dough to me how I want it
In fifties, hundreds, all that
Money is money, my *************, even small stacks
We on right now,
so you may have to wait, my *************
I throw that cash in the air,
this *************t feel great, my *************
(I don't know if you know
How it feel to ride out in sunset watching the sunset
California, Los Angeles my *************
What's happening though? Look)
My ************* grind, my boo now know
I'm thugging, I'm from the Slums
She know I'm in the streets, she hold my guns
Ain't seen my P.O. in weeks, *******' months
Told her hold my spot down I'm on the run
I got my mother******* J's on, finna hit Arkansas
Get these OXYs off, come back to L.A., wipe my case
Where I'm from it's bang or ball,
******* ************* like yo misses
Flip 'em like a case of raw,
back to to business flipping digits
Splitting switches with my *************s,
came from nothing, from nothing to something
Know my struggle, my momma know I'm thugging
Coming out the county jail smell like public,
yo momma love it
Got your main ************* on my side on time, *************
Yeah, my ************* she bunkin'
She went from nothing now she somthing
My ************* bunkin'
She only clap that ass for me
My ************* bunkin'
I taught her how to whip a key
Now my trap jumpin'
She bring that dough to me how I want it
In fifties, hundreds, all that
Money is money, my *************, even small stacks
We on right now,
so you may have to wait, my *************
I throw that cash in the air,
this *************t feel great, my *************
Hey hey, now don't it feel great
When you ride through the hood
when you known as Bill Gates?
Yeah, with a super bad ************* in a drop Lamborghini
Make a home girl hate
Just a trap ************* known to have a quarter-mill a day
*************, proof that selling drugs on the corner still pay
I make a hundred Gs, spend 40 on Ki's
Put the rest away just in case I caught a real case
Yeah, and I ain't gon' stop
Teaching you the *************t that you ain't know 'bout
On my side when I rhyme, think it ain't no Glock
Stop cuffing that ************* like she ain't no thot
Hey, racks on that ass, think it ain't gon' drop?
Even if not, but the brain on fire
************* 14 years I remain on fire
Men do, women too but the game don’t lie
Hey, still up to the same old *************t
Bang on a ************* ************* they ain't no *************t
Stop playing with it ************* you know you don’t want this
Shut the ************* down or yo ass gon’ get it
In public, it’s nothin’
I'm right back in my bunkin’
Ain't what you do it’s how you does it
And we does it cousin
Yeah, my ************* she bunkin'
She went from nothing now she somthing
My ************* bunkin'
She only clap that ass for me
My ************* bunkin'
I taught her how to whip a key
Now my trap jumpin'
She bring that dough to me how I want it
In fifties, hundreds, all that
Money is money, my *************, even small stacks
We on right now,
so you may have to wait, my *************
I throw that cash in the air,
this *************t feel great, my *************
Make me harder, miss your daughter
She just wanna lay and party
Be my naughty girl in college
************* you all the time, I'm tired
Wake up on it, it's that
Early morning, tap that wet wet
You know a ************* love breakfast, I'mma bite that
Got money in the mattress where I hide it at
She counting all of that, ************* all of them *************s
They don't know what to do with all that
As a matter fact get on my lap
Put you on the map take you out the trap
From a condo to a larger state
Got double gates
If I catch a case
Would you wait on me and build me up again, if so
Yeah my *************s thuggin',
poppin' rubber bands, money in my hand
Double cuppin' with the Sprite, mix it with Xans
With some zombies here tonight,
slow motion, your ************* choosing
She say "Don't they call you Breezy?"
I told that ************* "I'm coolin"
With a hunnid million dollars,
got a hunnid on my chain
She got a million dollar body with
a hundred dollar brain
Girl your booty like a pumpkin, like a pumpkin
And my ************* she be bunkin'
Yeah, my ************* she bunkin'
She went from nothing now she somthing
My ************* bunkin'
She only clap that ass for me
My ************* bunkin'
I taught her how to whip a key
Now my trap jumpin'
She bring that dough to me how I want it
In fifties, hundreds, all that
Money is money, my *************, even small stacks
We on right now,
so you may have to wait, my *************
I throw that cash in the air,
this *************t feel great, my *************
by og