Rush Hour by Yung-King-Cole Lyrics

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Water
Water
Water

10 toes down in some vans and designer pants
Pockets full of work and some bands
Serving medicine killing nigga the son of Sam
Bitch I'm going ham
They don’t understand I got a plan stick ya head I'm sand
Before I was the kid now man
See how I advance
My chain and wrist they can't help but dance
Louis V from France
Taking flight but I never land
Feel like Peter Pan
She poped a perk
And just took xan
Now she in a trance
Jackie chan ima have to go and put the moves on ya
Chris tucker I’m a undercover bad motherfucker
Wave runner
I'm a big stunner
And bitch hunter that's
Bigg hunnid
If you gott a problem we can get stomping
Now they running
I been working I got something coming
Up to nothing good nigga that was ya assumption they be fronting
I be pressing niggas pushing buttons
Never bluffin all of a sudden
Shorties trying to cuff 'em
I be ducking Im to young I can't do no loving
I'm still thuggin I buy in bulk it's cheaper by the dozen
Bitch I'm buzzin got a problem ima call my cousins
Knuck and bucking I stg all these niggas bugging