Truck Volume歌词

作词 : T. Smith/Mike Elizondo/Scott Storch/Andre R. Young
作曲 : T. Smith/Mike Elizondo/Scott Storch/Andre R. Young
[BUSTA:] Yeah, yeah.
Yeah, yeah.
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Live ****** bully foot brassed up on rap *******t now.
Check it out now [VERSE 1:]
Yeah, yeah, yeah re-lax that *******t you talk
Before I sick my ******* on you that'll bounce with your ****** on a fork
I'll bring a bigger storm to calm your clouds
I own a couple things;
I even own a farm with cows
I own the moment when my ******s run deep through crowds
Like how a pregnant woman breast milk leek through her blouse
A lot of ******s like to wish on a star don't give a ****** who you are
I know some ******s that'll piss on your car
Now see, every time we step in a place
I give y'all ******s *******t that put a foul look on your face
And rob ice like
I was never more able
Don't drink coffee 'cos my diamond be cutting the glass on the table
Hey, I be the lost found tribe of "Jabas"
Bust ******s then
I plant another bomb in your ass
And then I put my students all in a class
To clear my ruler *******p
And make y'all ******s ****** up doin' the math [HOOK:]
One time now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Truck volume (C'MON)
Truck volume (C'MON) [CHORUS:]
I know ya-wanna-get up-on it
Let me-show ya- how we do
Every-time we-drop that-*******t you
Know we-put it-down for you (HEY, HEY) [VERSE 2:]
How many times you gon' crush down somethin'
You need to change your name up, to
Bus-A-Bus down somethin'
You ******' with the highest my ******
Tryin' to ****** with the giants, might as well call me
Goliath my ******
C'mon, drop hot *******t on the spot; sop it up with a mop
Before the hungry come and shop on your block
I know some ******s that'd love to blood suck you all
A thing of the past, because them ******s stuck you all
One shot bustin' the same bullet, struck you all
And when they bounce you hear voices screamin' "****** YOU ALL"
Gathered up about a thousand young buck's who brawl
As decoys, in case they needed to duck you all
That's why you better move tight with your click
******s be thirsty and quick
Just to be off into the night with your *******t
C'MON, we keep it street to give a damn who you are
Make ******s wile, and ******* spread, and put they hands on the car
Now let me frisk 'em, and shake they asses down to the floor
One dude wonderin', "What them ******s is poundin' me for? What them ******s grillin'? What them ******s houndin' me for?"
Before the poundin', "What them ******s was surroundin' me for?"
Well let me tell you what the ****** we was surroundin' you for
We came to get you once but now
I come to get you for more
And while they get and got, ******s drinkin' ten-dollar-henne a shot
Getting' drunk and wilin' out in the spot [HOOK:]
What the ****** now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Truck *******t now (C'MON)
Turn my music up (C'MON)
Turn my music up (UHH)
Hot *******t now (C'MON)
Street *******t now (C'MON)
Truck volume (C'MON) [CHORUS x2]