me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track of an oncoming train Stuck in the passenger seat Trying do the fast lane [Bun B
!) Well ain't no room over here! (UGK!) Bun! Bun! Young Money Moe! II Trill West! (West!) II Trill, II Trill! II Trill, II Trill... West! [Bun B:] Man
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 was
a president who can face the plex of the future Not keep grasping at the ideas of the past (people cheering) [Verse: Bun B] H-Town The place is here
it 4 Pimp All my ATL woman gone Pop it 4 Pimp All my Birmingham woman gone Pop it 4 Pimp [x7:] Pop it 4 Pimp gone Pop it 4 Pimp [Bun B:] Now all my
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 the opposite sex
[feat. Gator Mane & GLC] [Intro: Bun B] Bitch don't play... for real! It P.I. No bullshit! Back up off me! I'm so serious about this. I'm So serious
'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:] "Guess who's back? Me! " [
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
party bop to the sounds of a hot glock From New York down to Georgia it don't stop Killer Kill from Addamsville with a hot glock Blaaat! [Bun B] They
you just let me explain Trust me I know what I'm sayin' You will end up on the track of an oncoming train Stuck in the passenger seat Trying do the fast lane [Bun B
[Bun B:] Baby girl lookin good, feel real thick Real pretty, real fly, she a real chick Lookin for a real player to adore ya But look no further, I'm
where we come from Sun come shine in, Equinox rhymin', Layzie perfect timin' Grab my gun Much love to my nigga young Hova, Twista Bun B, Pimp C, A.C
'm Face It seems like everybody, everybody, everybody Everybody forgotten about me (My nigga) Will I ever, ever, ever, be free? It's Bun B, the nigga
ring I like a woman gettin hers cause that's better then her tryna come up off mine I can't let her [Chorus - Bun B sampled] Go on and let a nigga peak
Yo Pop Let's jump in the fight game boy My nigga Bun B you know he down with us Short Dog and Doc down with us Eric B and Pimp C you know they down with
little baddest and the hottest- Got a body of a goddess. I'm back and with the best- Best! And I put that on everything- Curly- Ace- Bun B- Trina- an
a Texas thing Ghea, you know like Bun B, I gotta keep it trill I told Johnny, Bow Wow want that ice in his grill Ghea, you know like Bun B, I gotta
