Bun B - 24s

Song Rating: 8.21/10

Song lyrics:

[Hook- Perion]
You can find me on 24s
Blowin on a pound of dro
Getting gone in the wind
Sitting behind tint
Getting bent
You cant see me
But you smell the smoke
Oh yeah

[Bun B]
Now what you know bout the H town
Clutch city the throwdest
With them big body slab swangers on the grind
And you know this
Got them buttons and bumper kits
Them buckles and belts
With pop trunk, shiny grill
Keeping it Trill with ourself
We break left and lack turn to the right
And bust his Glock off - what
And if one time roll up
We aint fittin turn this knock off
Im a crank this surround up
And show him my thang
And if we need us another corner to slang
It aint a thang
We got that 3rd Ward, that Yellowstone, 5th Ward and the Acres
Dirty dub back to the Southside we fulla bar breakers
So anywhere you wanna take us
Guarantee you can show him up
Im a crank him like a seal on a PT and pour him up
Paul Wall the OG Ron C to slow him up
So if yall reppin some down a** hoods player than throw em up
Keep the Trillness in front of me and them haters behind me
So Magic if youre lookin Bum B this how you gone find me...my n***a


Im on the 10 goin West and Im heading straight to the H
From Louisiana got money to make
They got some b**hes I didnt cut
Some clubs I didnt crash
Some bars I havent run up the tab on a n***a a**
Neglecting my nuts I work too much
f** gettin tipsy tryin to get f**ed up
I need some rup to sip
So I can lean in my cut dogg
Eyes focused on p**y
Run some G on a damn broad
Im with Bun and Mike Gizzle
Sippin and dippin til atleast 7 in the morn
My 24s I call them the hoe catchers
Catch the type of hoes that wouldnt usually sweat ya

Bet cha I do it bigger than yall
40 gals on call to entertain my dogs
Just bring me some good and a big fat goo
So I can puff and blow smoke on a hater like you


[Mike Jones]
Makin money is all I know
24s is all I roll
k**a dro thats all I blow
In the lime light I shine and glow
Mr Magic and Bun B wanna live lavish then come with me
As I flip the script in my Humvee
Grindin for my currency
281-330-8004 hit Mike Jones up on the low
Cuz Mike Jones about to blow
Im in a Lex
Black on black ballin
24s and up when Im crawlin
Grind daily to keep from fallin
Got hot now majors callin
Im Mike Jones
Puttin down for Swisher house
Princess cuts all in my mouth
Representin that dirty South
Stay on the grind from 9 to 9
Hope and pray one day Ill shine
Body Head, Swisher House and Middle Fingers we on the
Im in a Benz on Lorenz 24s in the wind
My daily routine is pimpin pens
Im Mike Jones
Mike Jones
Mike Jones
Swisher House and Body Head baby


[Bun B]
Listen partner
Youre to wet behind the ears
And youre to dry on the nose
Know what Im talking about
What you need to do is help yourself up in the slab
Catch a corner with a Trill player like myself
Im a flip you through H Town
Know what Im sayin
Im a keep it real with you
Im a pour ya skee taste, know what Im sayin
Im a twist you up a Swisher you know what Im sayin
Go on and hit the North Side, South Side, South West
I got them Body Head boys with me baby
It dont get no Triller than this here
No what Im talking about

Date of text publication: 17.01.2021 at 01:53