Buttons Lyrics – Lil Poppa
Singer: Lil Poppa
Title: Buttons
I ain’t really gotta do no flexing, i don’t really need to
Shit, i’m still tryna figure out what i gotta prove to ’em
’cause it definitely ain’t none of these n#gg#s and these hoes gone choose
Is you living or you balling?
I don’t even know what to call it
I just wanted it, i bought that sh#t
Go and ask shawty, she’ll tell you bout it
I send her back, keep your deposit
Cause i ain’t even thinking bout that b#tch
Oh, so now i’m lit?
Oh, so now i got them on my dick and i ain’t even got a hit?
Is it the cubans make him gliss? the percs and lean make me sick
Can’t even lie, i need to detox, i can see it whеn i piss
Can’t even lie, i need a vacay, this b#tch wanna trip
Say jеsus rose on the third day, on the fourth i took a sip
They hit the spot on thursday, that sh#t f#cked up the year
Say if they land on a friday, we gon’ make it disappear like
Shawty wanna pop a pill, she ask me what it feel like
Keep on asking how we live, i told the b#tch this real life
Diamonds cold enough to cool my cup, yeah, that sh#t real ice
Sauce her up
f#ck it, take her, boss her up, it ain’t nothing
I might not floss enough, it ain’t really cost me much, trust me, n#gg#
Don’t bring all them hoes with you if all them hoes ain’t f#cking
How you want war with them young n#gg#s and all they guns got buttons?
Okay, you know the sprite muddy
You know the ice flooded
Now you know the price high, that sh#t gon’ run you ’bout thirty
No, i can’t pull up right now, crackers hot, it’s still early
Quelo 24-hour chef, no matter what, he still serving
f#ck it, n#gg#, we still swerving
It’s been years, i’m still hurting
Don’t think the pills working, we still lurking, trying to get him real worse
This b#tch a head doctor but i think that i need a real nurse
We talking expensive pain, i’m wasting lean on my designer shirt
My brain say go to church but i’m insane, i pop a perc
On all these drugs with q3 but if they swing, know we alert
sh#t in my veins and that’s since birth
Go against the grain and that’s a curse
Hot like propane and i’ma blow up n#gg#
If you don’t put out the flame, n#gg#s better cool me down
Shawty wanna pop a pill, she ask me what it feel like
Keep on asking how we live, i told the b#tch this real life
Diamonds cold enough to cool my cup, yeah, that sh#t real ice
Sauce her up
f#ck it, take her, boss her up, it ain’t nothing
I might not floss enough, it ain’t really cost me much, trust me, n#gg#
Don’t bring all them hoes with you if all them hoes ain’t f#cking
How you want war with them young n#gg#s and all they guns got buttons?
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