Correction Lyrics Let It Bust by King Von

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Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
Von

I keep calling plays, like I'm Phil Jackson
We got Glocks and K's, 'cause the field crackin' (Grah, grah)
Goofy better tuck his chain (What?)
My lil vultures will snatch it (Huh?)
You can die a hundred ways, don't blink, 'cause it will happen (Boom, boom)
I ain't in no rush to save (Nah)
I drove real fast (Yeah, yeah)
My b*t*h bad like she will not behave (Huh?)
She get real ratchet (Yeah, yeah)
Long nights in the dog pound (Damn)
What if I was still trappin'? (What, huh?)
Baby AR make 'em fall down (Rah, rah, rah, rah, rah)
Hunnid shots, he's still clappin'

He think he turnt up, he finally seen it, yeah, we been happy (Who?)
My squad don't give no f**k, we touch sh*t up, just like I'm Bin Laden (Go)
Run in to them bucks, my Gucci scuffed, (Run) now I got rich habits (Run)
I done had enough, might let it bust if they don't quit cappin' (Damn, damn, damn)
Uh, now reload and I can't see straight off the X, 'cause I just keep roll (I just keep roll)
Sippin' Henny in my cup, I can't keep focus
He cuffed that b*t*h, he fell in love, I make her deep throat it

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