BlueBucksClan — Love It Here

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All this money, all this weed, yeah, I love it here (Yeah, I love it, Ten11)
Reach up in my pants, it’s a dub in here (It’s a dub)
Quarantine with twelve hoes, it’s a club in here (Twelve bitches)
Get a chef, we on lockdown, we finna grub in here (Get a chef)
Big stars on my ceiling, ain’t no sun in here (Big Rolls)
Hoes know the Clan in this bitch, they gon’ run in here (Yeah)
Police fuckin’ with us, sayin’ it gotta be a gun in here (Gotta be a gun in here)
Fly nigga, I might fuck around and jump in here (Fuckin’ jump)
Thousand-dollar shoes on just to run some errands (I’ll be right back)
In the booth drinkin’ juice, yeah, I’m numb in here (Yeah, I’m numb)

Curtains in the Cullinan, ain’t no sun in here (Ain’t no sun)
We got weed, we got pills, we got mud in here (Yeah, we got it)
We got anything you need, yeah, it’s drugs in here (Everything)
She don’t never wanna leave, yeah, she love it here (Yeah, she love it here)
Let me in with my double cup, yeah, we runnin’ here (Yeah, we runnin’ here)
Bitches on me, always askin’ where the Percs at (Where the Percs at?)
Yeah, I’m finna text her back, «Where your throat at?» (Where your throat at?)
I might take her to the mountains where the snow at (Snow at)
Got her vibin’ in this bitch like I’m Kodak (Feel like Kodak)
BucksClan, we them niggas, but y’all know that (Yeah, y’all know that)
Think she tryna kill a nigga, where my soul at? (Goddamn)
Tryna put this shit in sport, where the mode at? (Where the mode at?)
Couple bands in the club, finna throw that (Throw that

Niggas whip in the lot, yeah, I drove that (Yeah, I drove)
Between two bad bitches where I dove at (Where I dove)
Runnin’ hoes, they can’t stop me, I’m too elusive (Too elusive)
You ain’t bad enough to top me, I’m too exclusive (You ain’t bad enough)
Been fuckin’ on them bad hoes, you niggas never could (Yeah, I been)
I got bitches puttin’ up with shit they said they never would (That’s on God)
I done found a new play, I got a better jugg (Better jugg)
Make her put it in her name, yeah, her credit good (Put it in her name)
Shootin’ hundreds in the kitchen, yeah, the bettor good (Shootin’ hundreds)
In this bitch with my niggas, but it’s four Mexicans (Four Mexicans)
Rolls-Royces pullin’ up, it ain’t no Lexus (Ain’t no Lexus)
No service in the hills, can’t get no message (I don’t got no service

Showin’ me her tongue ring, now I’m interested (Now I’m interested)
In the field, bad hoes gettin’ intercepted (Intercepted)
I be tellin’ all these hoes I got a poor connection (Poor connection)
Me and DJ talkin’ shit to this Ten11 (Ten11)
Let her walk around the crib, now she gettin’ naked (She ready)
I’m the one with all the hoes, yeah, I’m big-headed (Yeah, I got ’em)
All my niggas hit they squabble, we ain’t two-steppin’ (Hell nah)
We was fuckin’ for some hours, that’s a good session (Good session)
I remember wakin’ up on Christmas wasn’t no presents (Ain’t have shit)
Now I wake up gettin’ top, it ain’t no stressin’ (Gettin’ top)
Tell that bitch I wanna FaceTime, I don’t do textin’ (I don’t do textin’)
How I feel about my niggas, it ain’t no question (It ain’t no question)