Future - Bugatti (Remix 2) lyrics

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Future - Bugatti (Remix 2) lyrics

[Intro: Future and DJ Khaled] We the motherf**in best n***a Remix motherf**er! Ace Hood! This the remix! [Hook: Future] I come looking for you with Haitians I stay smoking on good Jamaican I f** b**hes from different races You get money they started hating (Turn Up!) I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!) I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!) I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!) I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!) I woke up in a new Bugatti (Remix!) [Verse 1: Ace Hood] I woke up in a new Bugatti Tats all over my body Gettin' real money, n***as still hatin' on me Man y'all need a new hobby Or they won't talk to me, what they gon' say? I ball, you a waterboy, Bobby Boucher On top, toupée, y'all n***as fruitcakes I don't really play games but I keep 2 K's Damn, Mr. Hood why you do 'em like that? Pull up in the drop with the ceiling top back Couple weeks old, "Bugatti" done went gold You ain't even know, I deserve that plaque We the best, runnin' every summer in fact July 16th I'm bringin' the real back Broward! p**y [Hook] I woke up in some new punani [Verse 2: Lil Wayne] I was drunk as a b**h, drunk as a b**h But not drunk as that b**h I got in that sh** acted donkey in it Junk in her trunk, hope my trunk he can fit Then she jumped on my dick like a monkey and sh** Monkey see monkey do, banana clips Shoot at them n***as, no camera glitch Wax that a**, no candle stick And I run with some k**ers I eat with the mob Got some sh** built up I keep it inside Red in my eyes, Mount Everest high Look dead in my eyes, see d**h in my eyes The TEK on my thigh and my aim so good I could shoot a fly or a bull in the eye Hold up, all bullsh** aside A n***a almost died but I'm outchea f** around with a real n***a get murked I been paid my dues will I get reimbursed? Love it when she make faces p**y feel like vacation Eat it like I'm dyin' of starvation I'm at the finish line, her heart racin' Give her the View, if she caucasion My n***as wild as Jumanji You can call me an S.O.B Cause its skateboards over bugattis I used to be at them Heat games With better seats than Pat Riley Don't stop, pop that don't stop Pop that Ollie, Tunechi [Hook] [Verse 3: Ace Hood] I'm sick of y'all n***as all talkin' crazy Hottest n***a spittin' and they can't debate it I didn't really know 2Pac or Big But know the beast within'll reincarnate 'em f** underrated, I'm constipated I'm sh**tin' on 'em, f** toilet paper You're now tuned into the f**in' greatest Ace Hood, congratulations Say name one n***a that's rockin' with him Flow like a hundred round choppa n***a Made a way out of the jungle And now they in trouble, I used to be humble as sh** Recently flooded my neck and my wrist Tell all them critics to s** on the dick n***a [Bridge: Future] I woke up in a new Bugatti