1999 Lyrics – Damien Bueller
Singer: Damien Bueller
Title: 1999
Grrr
Last-Dude on the Track!
Baow!
Keep it on me, choppa sing, make em’ get back. (Grrr)
I ain’t with the opps, or the chit chat
If we step on the scene, yeah we wildin’ up
If that homie switch, it ain’t a set back
Touchdown like the next Tom Brady
Ain’t nobody want beef because they lazy
You would have to see me the gang
Ain’t nobody getting bread because they lazy
Keep it on me, choppa sing, make em’ get back. (Grrr)
I ain’t with the opps, or the chit chat
If we step on the scene, yеah we wildin’ up
If that homie switch, it ain’t a set back
Touchdown likе the next Tom Brady
Ain’t nobody want beef because they lazy
You would have to see me the gang
Ain’t nobody getting bread (Ayy) because they lazy
If we see an opp, we gon’ smoke, never stop
Bands on me, adding weight, call it weight lift, no stocks
Leave the gang and you and your whole reputation will get blocked
If you ready or not, explode like this Glock
Always walking on a tightrope
Act like a psycho, gave my choppa singing lessons
Hit you with those high notes
Never roll with sly hoes, keep it on the low low
Little boy capping on the net call it polo (Yeah) (Lil Jake Boy)
Big ting, who is that?
High knees, hit em’ up
Two packs, make one lag
Making her man move back
Drop that, my racks, look like santa’s sack
(Pum, Pum) Make man movie like “who was that?”
(Done, Done) I won, make the opps share that
Can’t chat, they look like they can attack
Go dumb dumb, make one silly in the pad
Like man I’m bad, you can’t deny that
She want to be done with me but I’m ready
Slide on that heavy
Multiple skelly
Milli like Wayne, no Keisha or Becky
Same ting, new spread because man I steady
They cannot ride my power on that because its empty
They getting bad, but man cannot test me
I am with the bees like Muhammid Ali
Get off of my feed because man I be skengly
Keep it on me, choppa sing, make em’ get back. (Grrr)
I ain’t with the opps, or the chit chat
If we step on the scene, yeah we wildin’ up
If that homie switch, it ain’t a set back
Touchdown like the next Tom Brady
Ain’t nobody want beef because they lazy
You would have to see me the gang
Ain’t nobody getting bread because they lazy
Keep it on me, choppa sing, make em’ get back. (Grrr)
I ain’t with the opps, or the chit chat
If we step on the scene, yeah we wildin’ up
If that homie switch, it ain’t a set back
Touchdown like the next Tom Brady
Ain’t nobody want beef because they lazy
You would have to see me the gang
Ain’t nobody getting bread (Ayy) because they lazy
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