Feb 11, 2005 11:39
hey yo...bitches cant handle the buhz,
no we aint gangstas and no we aint thugz,
just some ninjas who grew up in the same hood,
ballin at windsor oaks, bitches knew we were good,
cept me, e'eryone knew i was fantastic,
fuck that dont hate..my meat is elastic,
what you mean you think im bein sarcastic...
my skills like a book club, shit is scholastic,
next we got bubba, says his meat is tremendous,
ballin up cats, makin' em look horrendous,
dunkin on bums, 360's stupendous,
up to bat next we got the generyl spittin,
multiple orgasm givin, meatjuice transmittin,
everytime he has sex, god kills a kitten,
who could forgot cooter, everyones best man,
founder of the buhz himself, thats how this shit began,
house on the corner, when that was the spot,
bein reckless together, those times was hot,
ankle mad flimsy, housin mad debris,
still crossin cats though, dont disagree,
last but not least, who could forgot sl-avery,
i think who we all can agree, flows kinda unsavory,
naw im playin, his shit is custom made,
serenade wit his beats, just passed 12th grade,
what else to say the buhz is out of reach,
we dont play, and no we dont own the beach,
thats about it, this shit was OC,
im out ninjas, im a boo-boo emcee.
lololol reckless buhzzzzz