Bun B - Who Need a B (feat. Too $hort and Juvenile) lyrics

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Bun B - Who Need a B (feat. Too $hort and Juvenile) lyrics

(Pimp C Verse 1) Yo smoke sumthin b**h , yo yo yo Its pimp c from tha trill and sittin on tha Grill Me and bun smokn on tha reff all yall b**hes Need to fix yall weve , 'cause who need a b do ya see? (Pimp C Talking) Its "Bun b" , "Z-Ro" , "Young Jeezy" , "Slick Pulla" , "Hype d" and "Pimp c" in tha place to be. Texas stand up and throw up ya cup (Z-Ro Chorus) Yo its texas , ridin on tha dirty got tha grill on tha lexus Dont f**k with us , n***a we bust yo a** up , throw up ya cup And say ... Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see (Young Jezzy Verse 2) Yo its tha snowman with all tha snowhoe Open da door , smack a hoe and shut tha door , hit tha floor Who need a B when i rap and trap in ATL , i can even do this in texas Like pimp c said we all got the Lexus with tha grill , we camme to k** So when bun come to town we got tha trill (Slick Pulla on Chorus) Yo its texas , ridin on tha dirty got tha grill on tha lexus Dont f**k with us , n***a we bust yo a** up , throw up ya cup And say ... Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see (Bun b Verse 3) Yo its bun , got tha gun lock n load Head to tha boat and i take ya coat Hey girl i wanna do is see that ....... Lemme murk that till ya got a hurt back Show ya where tha crib at . got that kryptonite We can see my hoe andu have a girl fight so look at me And say..... (Hype D on Chorus) Yo its texas , ridin on tha dirty got tha grill on tha lexus Dont f**k with us , n***a we bust yo a** up , throw up ya cup And say ... Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see Who need a b when ya can open ya eyes and see (Slick Pulla + Z-Ro Talking} Yo we had bun b, pimp c , now we got tha world famous..... (Hype-D Verse 4) Yo i can rap in Atl , i can put it in a basket And ship it to alaska n***a im tha best ya heard what i said Its Hype-D , R.o.c , and texas in this b**h i came from tha trill Born to k** and got a k**a grill , They call me Hype to tha d Dont ya see? i gotta have me a hoe tippin on 4's lambroghini doors Slick floors with sum k**a hoes, im tha best say no mo , Sippin on rum Girl i wanna make u cum , so all my hoes that in tha house im bout to dig Up in that blouse come to my mansion not my house deep up in tha purple Haze clouds where tha doulja grows , where tha trees grow , where u see bucnh of hoes where ya see flamin hoes , ya its H town in tha game and Tha south is bout to take ya fame "damn!" ya i know how ya fill so take ya pill and calm tha f**k down , 'cause when i come to ya town you know what went down man i shut sh** down i KILL yo a** and put you in tha dog pound n***a i pull tha trigga and deal with tha figgaz i can rap i can trap i can od it all hey hoe s** on my balls 'cause when i rep tha trill ya be k**ed on tha floor and hype tha man i ain't got no fans but im bout to get em so hit on em and spit on em 'cause Its Hype d roc in tha place to b!!!!!!