Kid Buu – Don't It lyrics

[Intro]
The Avengerz

[Chorus]
Don't it feel good to wake up to them bands
Hit up the plug, the work is from Japan
I check the tracker to see when it lands
I’m in the kitchen whippin' pots and pans
Don't it feel good to wake up to them bands
Hit up the plug, the work is from Japan
I check the tracker to see when it lands
I’m in the kitchen whippin' pots and pans

[Verse 1]
What it do, hoe?
This my new flow
I'm on a cruise boat
AK-47, my niggas shoot those
[?], my niggas pull those
New Porsche, 9/11, backseat got two hoes
I'm Bobby [?], playin' Foosball, you niggas [?]
In the closet, Ricky Martin, my new door
My diamonds sparkling, you rockin' [?]
At the free-throw, I'm taggin'
Like a [?], takin’ yo’ hoe
[?]
My neck is so froze
Get it, whip it, flip it
Bitches they be trippin'
Cars that I’m whippin, got it from a midget
Rollie cost a ticket, diamonds, water, drippin'
Water, water, whippin', [?]

[Chorus]
Don't it feel good to wake up to them bands
Hit up the plug, the work is from Japan
I check the tracker to see when it lands
I’m in the kitchen whippin' pots and pans
Don't it feel good to wake up to them bands
Hit up the plug, the work is from Japan
I check the tracker to see when it lands
I'm in the kitchen whippin' pots and pans

[Verse 2]
I'm in the kitchen, whippin' it, whippin' it
My hoe was trippin' cause I would not give her dick
I told her quit trippin', bitch, I'm tryna go cash a check
I runnin it, runnin it, I'm shippin these packages
Crossin' the border, like mexicans
Quit tellin' my bitch she a mexican
They told me I couldn't, but yes I can
Stackin' up all the blue hunnids', Benjamins
My youngest got guns, like Afghanistan
Cost so much bands that I swear they hurt my hands
So many bands that it busted a rubber band
My bitch is bad and her bag got the contraband
Hit the plug and ask him what it cost
Told me cop a hundred, he gon' work it for the low
They niggas not a hundred, he gon' take it to the law
See that you ball so they all on your balls
Got that 44, took them all in my draws, bang
Gwalla stuffed in my vault, man
You hoe did this shit for the gwalla, gang
I do this for the gwalla, fuck all the fame

[Chorus]
Don't it feel good to wake up to them bands
Hit up the plug, the work is from Japan
I check the tracker to see when it lands
I'm in the kitchen whippin' pots and pans
Don't it feel good to wake up to them bands
Hit up the plug, the work is from Japan
I check the tracker to see when it lands
I'm in the kitchen whippin' pots and pans