Buckshot - Heavy Weighters (feat. F.T. & Swan) lyrics

[Buckshot] Clack clack clack, clack clack clack clack f** wit BDB, I put a, hole in ya back See me, it's like that, it's like this Hit you wit the tip of the four fifth, lick off ya bottom lip I gotta have it, and did it to smackin Ya n***as backwards, I don't how to act kid, relax kid Calm ya a** down, don't let the liquor or the weed smoke Provoke a fight now, aight now Don't get ga**ed up, I know where you live at, I tied ya wife up Gave her the dick and she was like "Buck" Yeah picture ya girl, me and my dick s**ed Man, I live it up, the life of a thorough n***a, what You see me on the block, runnin from sh** Comin wit the Glock, bustin off thunderous sh** Number one hit, still throw blows to get Up in your tentacles, turn you into vegetables [Chorus 2X: Swan] We heavy weighters, crowd motivators In and out of staters, Benz and Navigators Ridin elevators, to the hundredth floor Bombin down on that a**, we bout to give you some more [Swan] Where we get gully for the cash, call it Terror Dome Where b**h n***as pop down, when they hear the chrome Swan flip digital, n***a try and rap Don't love the six hundred, n***a neck snap back, f** it Crash that, cuz n***as pullin on my dick again Paparazzi wanna take my flick again, give a chick a ten Good girl, got my Glock in the spot Cuz I don't trust you muthaf**as, when I'm rockin the spot And dead men, Swan Gotti, young gun for fun See ya hungry gettin none, cuz my nine weigh a ton When I bust, better run, or catch a war back breaker Live shots, shakin and fakin [F.T.] Who callin me out? I'm all about triggas and toast b**hes gimme p**y, cuz my dick is bigger than most n***as is dose, of thugs so you figure I'm broke Advice it happens, money, all liquor and smoke I went to school but wasn't learnin nuthin Stay burnin bustin, was a birth to frontin Pullin out gats, ready to murder somethin My whole game plan, is name brand Let off the flame and smack a gay man wit the same hand All you undefeated cats bout to take ya first lost f** that, it's a work, boss get hurt, boss never jerk off Hit honeys wit shirts and skirts off Yeah, you look hard, but your verse soft [Chorus 4X]