"Truckers" lyrics
"Truckers"
(feat. Jeff Replay)
Stick it up 'cause I really don't give a fuck and
Man I'm tired of all this ruckus
Middle fingers like truckers stayin' up at night buzzin'
Made a couple bad calls tonight cousin, aw fuck it
Stick it up 'cause I really don't give a fuck and
Man I'm tired of all this ruckus
Middle fingers like truckers stayin' up at night buzzin'
Made a couple bad calls tonight cousin, aw fuck it
Straight out the dungeon where I'm functionin'
Lame customers crunchin' in they cubicles
Beautiful women wanna have lunch with him
You know my steelo, can close shop and sooth my ego
I'm on a mission for cream, but who believe in my people?
Out the station wagon where I sold rich kids grams
Dreamin' tour buses and vans, titty bitches with damn
Hands wavin' but I'm maintainin' and makin' my plans
To put this city on the map and make a million fans
I can't be so intoxicated, paintin' these pictures
I'm sittin' drunk from this liquor steady writin' these scriptures
Classically conditionin' bitches, treat 'em like Skinner
When I'm finished, they associate my dick with my riches
But you don't even get it, 'cause I spit it so vicious
From the little kid with a vision, tryna ball like the Pistons
Shittin' on you bitches, sittin' here with tunnel vision
At the television, wondering like "are you fuckin' kiddin'?"
You a Teletubby rapper, come and tell it to you after
Your whack lack of a show that I just opened on then smashed up
Driving drunk, crashed, hopped out and I straight dashed
Oh you fuckin' hate Cam? Too bad, 'cause I ain't mad
Stick it up 'cause I really don't give a fuck and
Man I'm tired of all this ruckus
Middle fingers like truckers stayin' up at night buzzin'
Made a couple bad calls tonight cousin, aw fuck it
Stick it up 'cause I really don't give a fuck and, (let's get it)
Man I'm tired of all this ruckus (the juices is just flowin' so crazy, I gotta - I gotta control it)
Middle fingers like truckers stayin' up at night buzzin'
Made a couple bad calls tonight cousin, aw fuck it (let's do it)
Yeah, it's me, Replay the word slinger
I stopped twistin' rellos just to let it burn quicker
From killin' traps, to killin' tracks, to earn figures
Respect it, or all you get is a third finger
I stick 'em up 'cause I really don't give a fuck
Even if they two for a dollar, I still wouldn't give a buck
I bought some new emotions, I'm spreading wisdom and love
I'm geechie, that bullshit can't reach me still high as, a-huh
What was I sayin'? Know Cam clearly my man
Winnin' in the bloodline, we reunitin' the fam
Mad about what you not, I'm grateful for what I am
That's why my future's droppin' tops, yours is kicking cans
Mines is toppin' charts, yours is wishin' and
Hoping you can be them, knowing you can't fit in
Told you they'd try to flex as soon as I let 'em live
Now I gotta kill the game, that's word to my Cousin Stizz, yeah
Stick it up 'cause I really don't give a fuck and
Man I'm tired of all this ruckus
Middle fingers like truckers stayin' up at night buzzin'
Buzzin' buzzin' buzzin' buzzin' buzzin' cousin, aw fuck it
Stick it up 'cause I really don't give a fuck and
Man I'm tired of all this ruckus
Middle fingers like truckers stayin' up at night buzzin'
Made a couple bad calls tonight cousin, aw fuck it
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Da-nah, da-nah
Tired of this ruckus, man I'm tired of all this ruckus
- AZLyrics
- C
- Cam Meekins Lyrics
album:
"Lamp City" (2013)
Intro
Judge (Interlude)
Judge (Interlude 2)
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