Buried Lyrics

Ooooooooooahhhhhhhhhh

Let's get this started

Now let me get this party started

Party hoppin, panties droppin

We never stoppin, pill poppin

Feeling rich and getting hitched

You could be my bitch

You could catch my fist

If you ain't get slick then you can leave this shift

If you're in my face be prepared for mace

Be careful, or be buried

Dig

Now party's ending, no more sending

Take 'em home and God knows what happens then

With shitty men, where no eyes can see them

You could be my bitch

You could catch my fist

If you ain't get slick then you can leave this shift

If you're in my face be prepared for mace

Be careful, or be buried

You were my everything

And I was just some flesh you could take

I cry and these tears ain't mine, it's fine

You'll be buried

Hahahaha haha

Ahhhhhhhhhhhh

Dig your grave

Buried