Count Ba** D - Make A Buck lyrics

[Verse 1: Count Ba** D] [Verse 2: MF DOOM] Swig more, here you go, a big pour guzzle Put a plan together like a jigsaw puzzle Okay, here it go, the big score, huddle The fuzz'll never know what hit 'em with the muzzle muffled Scuzz bucket, it's in the dufflebag, tuck it And don't be scared to pluck it when it's time to make ducats A lot of crews got cold feet Hold the microphone like hold heat on an old beat On a roll- brothers gotta eat -- whole wheat Child not live on bread alone he need meat Rice and beans at least, and that cost paper You might wanna lay off the sauce before the caper Whoever get in the way go bye bye Aye Aye, Captain Fly Guy, I try To catch it off a dry sip of Mai Tai DOOM pry a penny off a dead guy eye-- (Just To Make A Buck!)