T.U.C.K. - Big Tuck

It’s the big T — U — C — K chew on mics like a mic buffet

Album drop soon cop da hoe soon

Sippin' hypnotic in a purple lagoon

Trench made house wit a damn boom

Yellows dance there in cat costumes

Say we fuck yellows braid it up how

Call my teeth a witch when you see it it’s a blur

Sprewells turn like a ride at the fair

Put out your camel cause it better the a stallion

Coming down swangin' dippin' on blades when my car parked its an arcade

Niggas at ready for the Tuck

Act like a bird bitch you better duck

Send a nigga to me he better be buffed up

Cause the upper cuts gon' bust his ass up

Top of the line

Watch you can’t comply

Rather be a seller rather then a client

Get on your ass like an untamed lion

Call me gun soul niggas be fryin'

Back on the sweet back on the beat

Ain’t big headed cause I’m back the streets

What you doing now I already did

Mastered the art of splitting wiggs

Pick up that album for real, purple hulk for real, know what I’m talking 'bout

Meet me at the club, right by the bar

Peep by stars got the syrup and cigar

Starch down jeans look at something clean

Got the bezzle teen in a regal clean

Man its going down hypnotic getting crowned

Go to the bar buy the club a round

Ballin' like that ballin' like this

Do you want beer or do you want chris

Look at ol' yellow peepin' at me

Fire up a tree in the V.I.P

Hotboy Tuck who hotboy Tuck

Nut trails turn on a butterscotch truck

Step on the stage boys get crunk

Follow me to the bar lets get drunk

P- U — R — P — L — E throw four screens on the back of a ski

Wood grain sifte just to dip through the sea

Door to door service be on the look out for me fo real