then I'm a be the best And I'm a give you top shelf baby nuttin less Front door to the, front row Whatever, you need just let, Bun know (Bun know) First
, biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-b-b-biatch! (biatch) Bia-bia-bia-biatch! (biatch) [Bun B] Say, I'
know you a bun down dat Mek mi see di lightas dem flash From mi know yuh a bun bow cat, let's dance Bun down dat from mi know you a bun bow cat Let mi
money all day Count money all day, count money all, money all Count money all day, count money all day, count money all Money all, money all, money all day [Bun
die (dont die) just dont die, die, die, die you can open your mind you can fall you can fly just dont die (dont die) just dont die, die, die, die (Bun
I didn't die in vain, and they feel my pain Make sure my niggas ride for me Or pulling up on the side of me, side of me [Verse 1 - Bun B] Man I'm a
Come on slick, we got Bun B (Bun B) Yeah, Ying Yang Twins Check it out, Collipark drop them beats That'll rock your world (That's right) Got Bun B and
ain't doin it for no money (what you doin it for nigga?) Haha, we doin this for loyalty nigga Tell them niggaz Bun [Verse 1 - Bun B] They thought it
Justice League... Verse 1 She A Dime Piece Top Flight Brand She Thick And She Stylish And She Tight Man And Everynight Man When The Lights Low She Good
smile like TV Tego and Bankrock I catch you popping champagne, chop it to your brain Just for thinking outside of the Bun like Taco Bell's campaign [Hook: Bun
God himself ain't never made a badder dude Then the one standin in front of you Bitch you know what I'm a do and don't call me B, this Mr. Bun to you
You wanna freak me? All you gotta do is Tweet meee! (Tweet meeeeee!) But don't you trick me, baby treat meee! [Verse 1: Bun B] Yeah, well this is dedicated
to come out and wrap 'em Put him under the tree, so every one of ya can see That ain't no fuckin with the Bun to the B, niggaz [Chorus - 2X] "Guess who
{feat Lil Flip,Dee Money, & B.G.} {Bun B} yeah niggas it's going down i got my nigga Fliperacy wit me got my nigga Dee Money and my nigga B.Gizzle we
I'm holdin' on a rope Got me ten feet off the ground And I'm hearin' what your sayin' But I just can't make a sound You tell me that you need me Then
I'ma hold u down Need a lil' dough, we flippin', got somewhere to go, I'm whippin' Be a love hustla, whatever you need, girl, I'ma hold u down Bun B
Smoke somethin', bitch UGK, hold up, talkin' bout, uhh Pimp C P.A. Trill nigga Polo fuck that Hilfiger Made myself a ghetto star On the slab, sippin'
That smoke will have you coughin all your shit up, Im in my everyday get up Black tee, levis, jordans, and them diamonds that stay lit up, You wanna be like Bun