Bobby Ruckuss - Lose It lyrics

[Hook] (A-Game) b**h we Lose It, yup it's party time All these people get buck when I spit a rhyme Just like a gun, b**h because we spit a ton Better run, bite your tongue, or you'll have to pick a lung Always sprung for the violence we do this for fun Getting numb, start to succumb, understand that we gruesome So go and Lose It just like a pair of car keys Hard beats spittin dope, asking "where the parties" [Verse 1] (C2) Take out the seeds and roll up a fat one So what we get high? We just trying to have fun Smoke coming out the blunt like I just popped a gun Be high in the cut, in the booth acting dumb C2 in this b**h, and I'm second to none You wanna run your damn mouth down in the 941 That will be the last you say, like you holding your tongue Masked Villin, Zoo Crew, and we hotter than the sun And them diamonds in my ear weigh more than a ton A chunk up off my neck, I just went and cashed a check So f** with your boy, C2 I am a vet Come straight to the top of the game that is a bet Masked Villin hold it down like the seatbelts in a jet Catch me in the studio, I do what I do C2 in this b**h and I'm sicker than the flu Free both of my n***as: Mike 3 and Ant too, hah! [Hook] (A-Game) b**h we Lose It, yup it's party time All these people get buck when I spit a rhyme Just like a gun, b**h because we spit a ton Better run, bite your tongue, or you'll have to pick a lung Always sprung for the violence we do this for fun Getting numb, start to succumb, understand that we gruesome So go and Lose It just like a pair of car keys Hard beats spittin dope, asking "where the parties" [Verse 2] (A-Game) Now I ain't one to chief a lot of pot or one to drink a lot of shots But I'll f** the club up and get a lot of b**hes mollywhopped So don't make me get horrorcore making all of the bodies drop "Sir, are you gonna stop attacking me?!" Hah, probably not Now I'm not YC, but I got racks on racks That I'm spending in the club on an a** so fat I got stacks on stacks of that cash on cash While your a** looking f**ed like your axle's cracked Listen up, lil' f*g! Me and C2 we shut 'em up And if we can't shut 'em up, we then commence to f** 'em up Pay attention Powerpuff, you nothing but a bu*tercup That's pretty obvious, like 9/11 was a cover up No shirt in the club, f** a bu*ton up We should change both our names to Ford, cause we built tough We both badder than a kiddie saying curse words But real talk, free my n***a on the first verse [Hook] (A-Game) b**h we Lose It, yup it's party time All these people get buck when I spit a rhyme Just like a gun, b**h because we spit a ton Better run, bite your tongue, or you'll have to pick a lung Always sprung for the violence we do this for fun Getting numb, start to succumb, understand that we gruesome So go and Lose It just like a pair of car keys Hard beats spittin dope, asking "where the parties"