Fifth single off of Razzy B Greg’s debut album, “C.R.A.C.K.E.R”
Lyrics:
Yeah, Welcome to the Bu, CD Crew smokin some stoges
Back to joke crackin’ and snackin’ on rolls, adolescent smackin KCro
A knock on the do’, who is it?
I happen to know, they Hollister bros
Who is it?, not me dont wear those clothes
Razz B in the Olds mobile Alero lookin so clean
Ridin down Mall Road, flash my high beams
I split ya spleen, know my jokes will make ya laugh and scream
No dirt on the sneaks, gotta keep it so my kicks is clean
I eat ice cream, Schoolhouse prices make me steam
Bring my business down the road to the dismay of Da Queen
Mike Ds basement where we hold down the fort
Hours doin nothin hit a porch bowl with D-Bert
Did you forget your in’ manners, we hate the Tanners
Red Devils, always addin to the wall of banners
Lookin for that paper dont care where its from
I wont stop until I’m rich as them Murrays’ll come
Pull up to the Winnmere side, place breeds homicide
Five-oh dont bother to call
This town so dangerous makin Bronx look small
You smackin’ ‘em up, so many bodies so Im, stackin’ ‘em up
Wit my under armour cleats Im click-clackin it up
I cant loose with these shoes, dont give a
Drippin ceilings in the school, collecting in little pools
never seen middle class done so cool
[Chorus]
Yo, Yo.. Yo..Yo, Yo,
Welcome to the Bu where the streets is hard
Gotta live off mommys credit card
Twitter tweets, facebook creeps, see preppies roamin’
And parties dont start cause no one has em
Welcome to the Bu where the streets is hard
Gotta live off mommys credit card
Twitter tweets, facebook creeps, see preppies roamin’
And parties dont start cause no one has em
Good times dont start ’til I walk in
Am I seeing double? its just the Sherman twins
During party time, beer or fine wine?
Dont matter, either is fine
I been puttin’ it down here since 93′
Before the hockey and wrestling rivalry
When Scoops ice cream was the place to be
If you was ridin’, after ballin’ thats where youd see me
Im the MRP, Most Razziest Player
Make my own rules, dont always obey em
Monday night, Dunkins Parking Lot
Tuesday night, I’m up in Burger King, eatin Burger shots
Wednesday, you know Im at Londis
Thursday, keepin peace like Mahatma Ghandi
Friday, playing Keno like a G, at White Hen is where you can find me
Saturday, off to dollar tree with sheezy, hopin the weather is all breezy
Sunday, is when I get my sleepin’
Cause on Monday we be at it again, Holla!
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Duration : 0:3:27
