Black Dave - Bucket Low (f** It Tho) lyrics

[Hook] I got my bucket low like f** it tho (f** it tho) [Verse 1] Ain't got respect for no cop Ain't got respect for no b**h I'm on a money making mission runnin that till I'm rich I ain't referring to Doritos but I'm bagging them chips I got a b**h from Puerto Rico and she rolls up my spliffs I be like f** it tho, I wish a n***a would New York City born and raised but overseas I'm feeling good Mix that hash with a little bit a weed Mix the lean now I'm living in a dream Crazy n***a like Charlie Sheen Hat so low I can't see these, please Haters these b**hes, these goofy a** n***as They say that they with ya but they out to get ya These b**hes I get take off like a missle I use em, I blow em, throw out like a Tissue (You gone) She wanted it all, but I gave her a little She wanted my balls, but I gave her my pickle Ain't talkin no story ain't givin no riddle Just spread it wide open and jump in the middle I'm tasting her p**y, that's my little skittle My City go hard, never gone change I was raised in the middle (Harlem) My City go hard, never gone change I was raised in the middle [Hook]