BUCKSHOT Lyrics

Back it up right up on me

She the only one that feels right

We light up like the sun inna di morning

Cool down pon the moonlight

Buckshot that's a warning

All the mothers dem mourning

Bodmon they patrolling

Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny

Back it up right up on me

She the only one that feels right

We light up like the sun inna di morning

Cool down pon the moonlight

Buckshot that's a warning

All the mothers dem mourning

We cant take another loss that's a true story

Young boy fell in love with the street life

Can't take no back chat

Kept our circle real tight

An now my niggas at the top

We put two and two together

That's some basic math

Ever since the very start

Got tunnel vision on the guap

And me no they watch

Hands in the air

But not afraid no cop

Hands in the air

Till the dj stop

Back it up pon me

All da gyaldem cotch

I could neva be no phony

I get a funny feeling when something don't feel right

Ya say ya bad then show me

Put down the gun and put on a real fight

Remember back when I was lonely

Feelin like I never had no real homies

I spend time tryna get by mostly

Roll up another because this life unholy

I'm tryna show all my people

The way we livin unruly

An we laugh at the government

No them man cant fool me

Tryna teef up the money

No uncle sam cant fool me

Tryna feed all my brothers

Buy all the land no jewelry

Always think I'm jamaican

I'm guyanese no coolie

Never fuck witt them dutty bitches

They movin all spooky

Me na feelin them plastic bitches

Like manikins to me

Now baby turn batty round

And shake ya back side loosely

Never fuck witt them dutty bitches

They movin all spooky

Now baby turn batty round

And shake ya back side loosely

Back it up right up on me

She the only one that feels right

We light up like the sun inna di morning

Cool down pon the moonlight

Buckshot that's a warning

All the mothers dem mourning

Bodmon they patrolling

Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny

Back it up right up on me

She the only one that feels right

We light up like the sun inna di morning

Cool down pon the moonlight

Buckshot that's a warning

All the mothers dem mourning

We cant take another loss that's a true story

Young boy fell in love with the street life

Can't take another loss

True story

Whatever I'm telling you

Gonna be a true story

I was a youngin

I felt lost like dory

Keeping my head up

Gimme the fame and glory

Hit me a likk

An then we a dip witt all the cash

Next make a flip

And take the money to the stash

Never tripping bout nobody

Take your nigga to the trash

If the police pull up on me

Best believe we do the dash

We do the race like tay k

They wasn't witt me

Don't give a fuck about what they think

This ain't a competition

I really been pacing

They wan copy my style

Like I got yutes that I'm raising

Big blunt been blazing

Cotch pon the beach

How I'm feeling is amazing

Kick up my feet

While you at work slaving

All you do chat trash

Just whining complaining

And I ain't never really had the time

To think this through

Said she gon lose her mind

Baby take a few

I ain't talking bout no pills

Baby take a few

I can see it in your eyes

All the pain you been through

This the real me

And I'm tryna figure out

If this the real you

Got my head spinnin round

Like I got a loose screw

An ya pum fit me

Like a new shoe

Back it up right up on me

She the only one that feels right

We light up like the sun inna di morning

Cool down pon the moonlight

Buckshot that's a warning

All the mothers dem mourning

Bodmon they patrolling

Looking for da gyaldem yeah dem horny

Back it up right up on me

She the only one that feels right

We light up like the sun inna di morning

Cool down pon the moonlight

Buckshot that's a warning

All the mothers dem mourning

We cant take another loss that's a true story

Young boy fell in love with the street life