I know you want me - Young Buck feat. Jazze Pha

[Intro: Jazze Pha]
Yeahhhhhhhhh!!! Poetry in motion man one take daddy
This is how we do it in person man
Ladies and gentleman!!! You are tuned into the very best
Jazze Phenzel Washingtonzel, Jazze Pha that is for all you numbskulls
Hey! Speakin of pimpin, that’s my nigga Young Buck!!!

[Chorus: Jazze Pha (Young Buck)]
Just hop in my ride if you want some (Come on!!!)
We can roll and get high if you want some (Yeah!!!)
Got it open and wide if you want some (Hey!!!!!)
I can see in your eyes that you want some (Let’s go!!!!) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty

[Verse 1: Young Buck]
These hoes out here want me, let’s get it wet
Niggaz old ladies wanna fuck me, you should see the shit
I’m nothin like them other thugs, that eat it quick
Too many niggaz in the club, I need a bitch
We park right up in the front, you see the six
I blew some smoke out from my blunt, and popped the cris
I gotta find me a model, I like ‘em thick
I make her pop in my Impala, go take a trip
Clean up my shoe and pop my collar, I’m rich bitch
Oh what you never seen a baller, well this is it
I make that pussy feel good, till you tell me quit
And I wont tell nobody that you let me hit, psych!!!

[Chorus: Jazze Pha (Young Buck)]
Just hop in my ride if you want some (Come on!!!)
We can roll and get high if you want some (Yeah!!!)
Got it open and wide if you want some (Hey!!!!!)
I can see in your eyes that you want some (Let’s go!!!!) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty

[Verse 2: Young Buck]
Ok then shorty if you ready, then let’s go
Let’s take it from the dirty to the east and west coast
A couple shots of Petrom let’s have a sex show
I got alot but baby you can be my best hoe
I see you watchin a playa she like my dress code
Rockin these Cartier’s drinkin that S.O.
I know a place that we can go and get low
You with a gangsta you ain’t never felt like this befo’
And if you want that pussy good, then hit the flo’
Shake thatass like you should, go get that dough
I make you love me if you let me, fo’ real though
See down here we push Chevy’s ridin real slow, so come on

[Chorus: Jazze Pha (Young Buck)]
Just hop in my ride if you want some (Come on!!!)
We can roll and get high if you want some (Yeah!!!)
Got it open and wide if you want some (Hey!!!!!)
I can see in your eyes that you want some (Let’s go!!!!) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty

[Bridge: Young Buck (Jazze Pha)]
Don’t get scared girl show me what you got
Show me what you got, just show me what you got
I said don’t get scared girl show me what you got
Show me what you got, just show me what you got
Come on don’t get scared girl show me what you got
Show me what you got, just show me what you got
I said don’t get scared girl show me what you got
Show me what you got, just show me what you got

[Chorus: Jazze Pha (Young Buck)]
Just hop in my ride if you want some (Come on!!!)
We can roll and get high if you want some (Yeah!!!)
Got it open and wide if you want some (Hey!!!!!)
I can see in your eyes that you want some (Let’s go!!!!) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me
I know (I know) I know (I know) I know you want me shorty

[Outro: Jazze Phq]
Ladies and gentleman!!! You are tuned into the very best
Jazze Phenzel Washingtonzel! Hey we do it big man
Just pimpin why not make it? Jazze Phizzle and Young Buck, Tennessee connection
Southern Memphis meets with Cashville
We doin it real big man, big pimpin U.S.A. baby
This is Young Buck man, I mean it feels this way
What else do you expect baby, oh, oh
WOO!!!! Show me what you got, show me what you got!!!
Show me what you got yeahhhhhhhhh!!!!!
‘Gon sing it boy!!! Your the beautifullest thing man!!!
Don’t let ‘em stop you now

Say it to my face - Young Buck feat. 8Ball & MJG, Bun B

[Young Buck]
I'm sick and tired of these same ol' broke bitches
No job all they wanna do is smoke swishas
Get some money hoe why you wanna watch mine
Ain't no tellin' what i'm gon' be drivin next time
Seven figga nigga we don't buy the bar no mo
Pull up the paper work tell the owner he can go
Walk like a pimp bitch
Talk like a soldier
I got new york niggas candy paintin up they rovers
It say 200 but it go a little over
Not the corvette the ferarri testarossa
We can bet on any point on the dice
Pick em up
Shake em twice
Get em girl
Look i'm nice
I'm so clean with my g-unit kicks on
I might be goin' in when pimp c get home
If you don't like me say it to my face
Just because i caught a case don't mean you can't be erased

It must be the ice or the money that i make
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face

[Bun B]
You can go anywhere cross the us
From north to the south east mid to the west
Walk up in the hardest hood ask a nigga bout me
Bet they tell ya bun b is straight mothafuckin' g'
A gangsta from his toes to the top of his fitted
Trillest nigga in the flesh you can't fuck wit' it
Got the german hand guns they shoot 2 2 3
Bust through ya condo n rip open ya knees (rip open ya knees)
My nigga please you don't want it save your breath
By myself imma ride till no enemy is left
When the middle finger niggas hit your block like insurgents
Theres no deterants from us cleanin' your clock like detergents
Buck they don't think i am nigga please
Why this pimp i bet they die before they reach their first
Mothafuckin' sale
I rep them underground kings fuck boy pimp and bun
If it's action that you wan't mah nigga come get you some

It must be the ice or the money that i make
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it in my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face

[MJG]
They call me m dot mjg i mean
I'm packin' some weight
They ain't talkin bout trill jeans
Cuz they like to talk shit in they uniform
Guess what them niggas still phoney as the unicorn
And i'll be damned if i run you bust tho
They run outta guns man u so dumb
You faker than a bitch snitchen on the track
I'm about to pull a bun
And bust a fuckin' cap

[8 Ball]
All ball do is smoke weed and get bad bitches
And if ya'll mad at me for that then ya'll niggas some bitches
Undercover groupie niggas want them stop and plead
For the last time i don't smoke regular weed
It don't matter where we at man
We fire in it up
Security don't stop the weed from findin' us
Industry dick suckas keep runnin ya mouth
And imma give ya motherfuckas something to talk about

It must be the ice or the money that i make
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face
It gotta be the cars or the trips that i take
That make em wanna hate, won't you say it to my face bitch
Hoe, say it to my face (yeah), say it to my face (yeah)
They talk behind my back but they won't say it to my face

Push em back - Young Buck

[Intro]
(It's bout to go dooown!) Git out the way, git out the way
(Betta move, it's bout to go dooown!) Git out the way, git out the way
You betta move 50 feet shawti (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh)
Git out my way, we ballin' like Ayye!
I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!

[Verse 1]
Ain't no body goin' broke, err' body sellin' dope
Err' body gittin' money, it's some niggas tellin' no
We ain' talkin' on the phone, I don't know, I ain't certain ya
No body neva heard-a ya, you fuckin' wit' some murderas
Look at my wrist, look at my bitch
She hold a daddy down, help a nigga git rich (Yeah!)
This patron got me hot, the Phantom in the 'lot
See this pill kickin' in, and I'm standin' wit' my glock
In this bitch like Woo (Yuh!), I need some elbow room
Got me spillin' liquer at the club, go so soon
Burn this bitch up, we 'bout to +Git Buck+
Gimme the light, tell the DJ turn my shit up (It's on now)

[Chorus]
You betta move 50 feet shawty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh!)
Git out my way, we ballin' like (Ayye!)
I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!

[Verse 2]
Cup fun of Hennesey, my niggas call it Gasoline
Pussy niggas fill up, and say shit they don't mean
Stuntin' wit'cha real money, dat'll git'chu killed
See probly wann' this paper, my baby needs some milk
Bitch we built this city, the dope boi commited
I still got the nerds to sell it up, and come and git it
A product of the projects, my momma's only son
Made my 1st million dollas, and a new drama would come
Didn't run from it (Yuh!), I ran to it (Yuh!)
I'm not playin' bout The Unit, and my fans knew it
Now make the lane for me, 'cause I deserved this
I wonder what my enemies git when they hurr this (Let's Goo!)
Ha-ha

[Chorus]
You betta move 50 feet shawty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh!)
Git out my way, we ballin' like (Ayye!)
I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!

[Hook]
You don't no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!)
You don't no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!)
You don't no problems, you don't wanna see me nigga (Aye, Aye!)
You don't no problems, you don't wanna see me (Aye, Aye!)

[Verse 3]
Gotta runna gramms 50, and my A.K. wit' me
If a mothafucka hit me, I'ma knock his head off!
I ain't scared non of y'all bitch, I'm runnin' from the law (Whudd!)
Put'cha trigga fingas up, if ya wann' knock they head off!
Push-a-weight, all thru the state
It's like I speed up, when they tell me "But my brakes!" (Aye!)
If I told chu what I make err' time I flip a kii
You would prolly try to take the same trip dat I did, but'chu can't (Ayye)

[Chorus]
You betta move 50 feet shawty (Yuh!), let a nigga thru
If you don't wann' move, you know what I'ma bout to do (Aye!)
I push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back! (Yeaahh!)
Git out my way, we ballin' like (Ayye!)
I'm throwin' money, I can take it wit' me anyway
Make the club, push em back! (C'monn!)
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Push em back!
Aye, Let's Goo..

Get buck - Young Buck

[Intro]
Yeah!!! Get 'em Buck!!!

[Verse 1]
OK! I'm reloaded my bankroll swole and a nigga can't fold it
I got 'em like HEY! Got 'em rollin
The kush on the way and the champagne frozen
Watch me do my thang, I got these hoes open
I'm ridin presidential like the shit that I'm smokin
Water wih' the work, Petrom on my shirt
And a zip ain't shit I need a quarter P of Purp
'Gon break it down, pass it all around
I can serve Whitney Houston and Bobby Brown
Them dope boys in this bitch like, let me buy that
Broke niggas in this bitch like, let me try that
I need a beat in the bitch, let me call Polow
Mr. Tennakey I still get 'em for the low though
Shawty light up the dro, I ain't ready to go
Can't ban me from the radio or fuck up my show, you know

[Chorus (Ladies replying to Young Buck)]
Haters tryin to ban a nigga mayne (It's OK!)
I bounce back watch me do my thang (It's OK!)
I got my Chevy hoggin up the lane (It's OK!)
I'm a boss I can make it rain (It's OK!)
Now get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)

[Verse 2]
Let's play the game I'm the quarterback, don't stop homey
I go to jail if I get sacked, so block for me
Eightball in my corner pocket, it's on and poppin
Got the whole club leanin wit' it, and body rockin
Drunk drivin in my Cut dawg, I got my truck parked
Seventy Two Tennessee Titan like what up y'all?!
I'm home boy, holla at ya homeboy
Better come quick, once I get it then it's gone boy
First come first serve, fuck what ya heard
I'm piecin out my pack till I come up on a bird
Blow the smoke out my nose, pimpin on these hoes
They know me at the bank love me at the jewelry stores
I play it how it goes, the butterfly doors
On them old school vogues with the chrome on the toes
These fuck niggas know, that I will let it go
(I bet he got a vest) No but I got my tech though

[Chorus (Ladies replying to Young Buck)]
Haters tryin to ban a nigga mayne (It's OK!)
I bounce back watch me do my thang (It's OK!)
I got my Chevy hoggin up the lane (It's OK!)
I'm a boss I can make it rain (It's OK!)
Now get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)
Get buck bitch (Watch me do the damn thang)