Buck-buck Lyrics by Das Efx

Buck-buck

Skoob and Dray giving shoutouts*

[chorus]

Well give a buck-buck [here]
and a buck-buck [there]
From the front to the [rear]
Throw your hands [in the air]
*repeat x3*

Verse 1: Skoob

Ding! Back in the ring yo it's the tag team jams [yeah yeah yeah]
So all rise for the honours balk, your lies mark your drum
Now I'm stronger and I'm faster, thicker than your pasta
I got more styles than most MC's can master
I'm [what?] D-wilin, [what?] three stylin [what what??] regardless
Beatin me is like the Bills beatin Dallas
Keep them shorts fro the midgets, there! I be the shit, it
and plus I light that ass up like the numerical digits
in my [beeper], cos we're throwin niggas in the [sleeper]
I'm dazin you like [etha], more hoodies than the [Grim Reaper]
Be on you everywhere, my style it ain't the everyday
It's better, we're sayin shit that other niggas never say [kid]
Cookin the flows [what?] to make your toes wanna tip [tip]
I used to be a wheel watcher til I got my whip [whip]
You see I walk with a [bop bop], I talk with the [slop slop]
Man, you like six bull balls in a slot [slot slot]
It's the abortion, son I'm launchin, quick to floor shit
Click-click now I'm on some Quick Draw McGraw shit
For shit, now Dice bring it back on the seal
Alright we get the busters, smoke blunts out the mill [yeah]

Chrous:

So get the buck-buck [here]
and the buck-buck [there]
From the front to the [rear]
Throw your hands in the [air air]
With a buck-buck [here here]
and a buck-buck [buck here]
From the front to the [rear]
Throw your hands [in the air]
With a buck-buck [here]
and a buck-buck [there there]
From the front to the [yeah rear]
Throw your hands [in the air]
With a buck-buck [here here]
and a buck-buck [there there give em]
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah [From the rear, throw your hands in the air, yeah]

Verse 2: Dray

Well yo, the one is for my nuts [uhh], the two is for my penis [penis]
You see I can rock this microphone [yeah] from here to fuckin Venus
Boy, I mean this, you've never seen this because you're corny [corny]
I'm sleepin on ya raps, I'm drinkin [yeah] nass because you're foamy
wit that weak shit, I freak shit like I'm suppose ta [yeah]
Try to test my skills, word is bond [motherfucker], I'm gonna roast ya
[yeah]
I do this, they be like "Who dis?" [who dis?], I break the answer [answer]
Krazy fuckin Drayzie on the mic [yeah], I spread like [cancer]
So peep it [yeah] cos I'ma keep it straighter than an arrow
Niggas on my jive [why?] because I rock like a Camaro
Back to rip the tribes so pack your vest, so check the flow [flow]
Some niggas wanna copy but they're soppy like Joe [yo] Joe [yo]
How I rip the shows on the mic [nightly]
Tell y'all niggas now there ain't a motherfucker like me!
[Ya hype be], I'm slightly in the mood so watch me wreck shit [yeah]
Check shit, I be on some new improved [neck shit]
I flex shit, that's the way I flip it on a angle
You knows who I are, wear my star like the spangled
banner, bust the grammar but I bring forth my knockers
If it ain't hip-hop [aiyyo]
well then it gotta be some rockin [BOW! BOW! BOW!]
I'm risin in your ???? and corn flakes, you're gonna lose me [lose me]
And if ya didn't know, one more here [This is why my nigga choose me]

[chorus]

So give a buck-buck
and a buck-buck there
From the front to the [rear]
Throw your hands [in the air]

With a buck-buck [here]
and a buck-buck [there]
From the front to the [rear]
Throw your hands in the air
*repeat to fade*