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Croosh – Buck lyrics
Ooh, uh, Croosh
Okay look, yeah
I got her ass on my bone call it butt-dial
I'm just steady taking shots till I'm buck wild
Killing all the beers need to put me on trial
Influencing my peers I swear I'm the wrong child
You leave you daughter with, I always do it big
Like a hippopotamus, they tell at lot of myths
See but one this true is that I always stay clean
I'm bumping the same thing for LA to Beijing, yeah, Croosh
And I mean I'm just out to get it
Talking on my phone till I'm running out of minutes
Conversations with the biggest, speaking strictly digits
I'm the lawyer, that's the case, I just let you be the witness
Appear not, I'ma stay buck
Playing beer pong till I make all 8 cups
Yeah, homie it's the truth, none of it is made
But until you understand I'm keep a fucking a stand
I'm at the party
Sipping Bacardi
Too buck to walk think you need to take my car keys
Narly, thats the way it goes
Class of '14, yeah, we keep it fucking gold
I'm at the party
Sipping Bacardi
Too buck to walk think you need to take my car keys
Narly, thats the way it goes
Class of '14, yeah, we keep it fucking gold
Okay look, yeah
I got her ass on my bone call it butt-dial
I'm just steady taking shots till I'm buck wild
Killing all the beers need to put me on trial
Influencing my peers I swear I'm the wrong child
You leave you daughter with, I always do it big
Like a hippopotamus, they tell at lot of myths
See but one this true is that I always stay clean
I'm bumping the same thing for LA to Beijing, yeah, Croosh
And I mean I'm just out to get it
Talking on my phone till I'm running out of minutes
Conversations with the biggest, speaking strictly digits
I'm the lawyer, that's the case, I just let you be the witness
Appear not, I'ma stay buck
Playing beer pong till I make all 8 cups
Yeah, homie it's the truth, none of it is made
But until you understand I'm keep a fucking a stand
I'm at the party
Sipping Bacardi
Too buck to walk think you need to take my car keys
Narly, thats the way it goes
Class of '14, yeah, we keep it fucking gold
I'm at the party
Sipping Bacardi
Too buck to walk think you need to take my car keys
Narly, thats the way it goes
Class of '14, yeah, we keep it fucking gold
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