Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Who Need A "B" , by - Bun B. Song from the album Trill (Amended), in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.08.2013
Record label: Rap-A-Lot
Song language: English
Who Need A "B" |
| Yo smoke sumthin bitch, yo yo yo |
| Its pimp c from tha trill and sittin on tha Grill |
| Me and bun smokn on tha reff all yall bitches |
| 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, nigga we bust yo ass 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 kill |
| 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, nigga we bust yo ass 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, nigga we bust yo ass 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 nigga im tha best ya heard what i said |
| Its Hype-D, R.o.c, and texas in this bitch i came from tha trill |
| Born to kill and got a killa 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 killa 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 shit down i KILL yo ass and put you in tha dog pound nigga i pull |
| tha trigga and deal with tha figgaz i can rap i can trap i can od it all hey |
| hoe suck on my balls 'cause when i rep tha trill ya be killed 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!!! |