Lyrics One Good Year - BlueBucksClan

BucksClan, we the ones that's in first, nigga (we in first, ten-eleven)
It's gon' cost an arm and leg for a verse, nigga (Arm and leg)
(Ayo, stop playin' with 'em, Mook, drop that shit)
How the fuck we won the game in the first inning? (how the fuck we won the game?)

Catchin' plays every night, I don't sit games (I don't sit)
Yeah, I call your bitch my baby, that's her nickname (that's her nickname)
Good bitch, body cold, check my bitch frame (check my bitch frame)
Cracked a bitch at the party and my bitch came (my bitch was with me)

V12, it sound raggedy when I switch lanes
I'm the reason your bitch usin' all her sick days (yeah, that's mе)
Told her if she suck it good, get hеr rent paid (yeah, I got her)
Like a mean coach, gave that bitch the wrong number (cold)

Fuckin' up these bands like a bad drummer (fuck it up)
Freak bitch, she gon' treat me like a cucumber (goddamn)
I just made a hundred thou', that's a bad summer (bad summer)
Dream Doll, you the only one I'll lay under (on my mama)

Actin' like my phone broke, I can't save numbers (I can't do it)
Ran into your bitch, yeah, I had to hit her whole bumper (goddamn)
Nigga had one good year, niggas Jay Cutler (niggas weak)
Yeah, you made one good play, niggas Malcolm Butler (Malcolm Butler)
Why these broke-ass niggas doin' all that loud talkin'? (broke-ass niggas)
Yeah, you had one good year, niggas Miles Austin (Miles Austin)
Prada's big as fuck on my feet, got me proud walkin' (yeah, I'm proud)

No dinner, 'member starvin' 'til I dozed off (I was starvin')
On the floor cold, don't turn the stove off (I was cold)
Now niggas pointin' at my feet, how much those cost? (What is those?)
Told her I just want some top, why your clothes off? (Where your clothes?)
Saks Fifth, I'm well known, I don't know Ross (I don't know Ross)

Suck it good, damn, she finna make my toes cross (Let me see that last one, damn)
Don't play with me, play with your bitch, feel like Young Dolph (lil' nigga)
Took her home, yeah, she tryna rip my Chrome off (goddamn)
My bitch got a lot of ass, she got a cold walk (lot of ass)

I don't feel like spittin' game, how much the dome cost? (yeah, how much?)
Got the winnin' lotto ticket, bitch, I'm Shad Moss (Shad Moss)
Feel like Emerald, you got served, I'm a big boss (big boss)
Herschel Walker, got the top, then I spinned off

Stop bringin' up these hoes that I sent off (stop bringin' up these hoes)
Lame-ass loud bitches, make 'em get lost (get lost)
V12, pipes screamin' when I peel off (when I peel off)
GG brung a batch of bitches, yeah, let's switch off (yeah, let's switch)

Ayy, that's your nigga? He a lame, he look like a loser (nigga lame as fuck)
Bad bitches on my top five, Mel Kiper Jr (Mel Kiper)
Thankin' God every time that bag touch, hallelujah (Thank God)
Argue with your bitch, I'm the reason why y'all get into it (yeah, that's me)
Nigga said he could've hit my bitch, why you didn't do it? (niggas weird)
Know I hit her friend, when she ask, I be actin' stupid (I don't know)
Nigga, quit rappin', it ain't workin', why you stickin' to it? (niggas weak)
VVS diamonds hittin' hard, feel like Lennox Lewis (Lennox Lewis)

Really shouldn't hit his bitch, but I'm finna do it (I'm finna do it)
AMG with no license and they won't renew it (AMG)
Fuck it, park it in the red, I ain't finna move it (I ain't movin')
She keep popping it on Tweeter, finna make her prove (make her prove it)