Peezy - Build A Bear lyrics

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Peezy - Build A Bear lyrics

[Intro] (Pooh, you a fool for this one) (You recordin' this, Mark?) Yeah [Verse 1] Louis shades on, hat to the back Switch on the glizzy, pocket full of racks Miss my ni**a Soda, we can't get him back So any ni**a that you catch, I got thirty racks fu*k it, make it fifty We gon' turn up the whole city Pull up, hit the lights, park the car, go get busy Hop right out the bushes, pew-pew-pew, now you miss him Went got me a bag, came and put on all my ni**as Now when b*tches see us, they can't tell who the richest Made a million dollars, brought it right back to the trenches Shoot your whole fu*kin' head off, you stick it in my business I ain't been in the hood since I been home, I'm on a mission I ain't been in the mood to hit the club or hit no b*tches Catch us out of town, yeah, we got choppers on this Sprinter With a bag full of paper, thumbin' through it, me and Tizzle [Chorus] Made it out the jungle, I grew up with some gorillas, yeah Made it out the slums and I ain't switch up on my ni**as, yeah Might just blow a hundred racks today, that's how I'm feelin', yeah I got money long as 8 Mile, I feel like Eminem I ain't gotta have no Rollie on, b*tch, I'm still the man Take a project b*tch and turn her up, I'm like Build-A-Bear Catch a fed case and go to jail, see who really care Kept the lights on in Golden Sun, I should live in there [Verse 2] Shorty, she got mad and fu*ked my ni**a, I don't give a damn Came up with them ni**as, now they hatin', I blame Instagram Hit her off a Perc' and then I spinned her, I'm a ceiling fan Told her, "Baby, I'ma call you back when I get a chance" Been gettin' money, b*tch, I been advanced, huh Just sent my dog a kite, he still in the can, huh You can't fu*k with me, ni**a, get your bands up Shoot they ass down, make him pick his mans up [Chorus] Made it out the jungle, I grew up with some gorillas, yeah Made it out the slums and I ain't switch up on my ni**as, yeah Might just blow a hundred racks today, that's how I'm feelin', yeah I got money long as 8 Mile, I feel like Eminem I ain't gotta have no Rollie on, b*tch, I'm still the man Take a project b*tch and turn her up, I'm like Build-A-Bear Catch a fed case and go to jail, see who really care Kept the lights on in Golden Sun, I should live in there [Outro] (Pooh, you a fool for this one)

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