Lights on da Bucket - Evil Pimp

There’s a lot of niggas with him but I want him, so fuck it

Creep up on that pussy nigga, hit the lights on the bucket

It’s time ho, once again

For catrin, to like do them in

Could he get another motherfucker to the den

Come into like poppin' a ten

Take a nigga to the dark side, get them him from the blind side

Roll this homicide

Any mother fucking nigga wanna grow some nuts

I guarantee you gon' die

Front a busta, take a bullet from this fucking .44, we gonna make you hit the

floor

And a nigga had already learn to stole, is we robbery ho

Tell ya bustas start praying up to the lord, before I take you in a ditch

But I dont give a fuck about holy shit

Cause I be running evilness

You hear them bodies dragging, as I haul them to the lake

If you niggas asleep, I creep in, all late, oh it’s gonna be a bad mistake

When the police come knocking right at your door

You better cover up your rear

When they ask you to identify the body

You can’t hold back them tears

Destroy them, avoid 'em

Hit 'em to the skull with the Mossberg pump

Then I quickly go blow the head right off a chump

If any nigga try, light stops

The redruM

Let you mothafucka’s know the evilness has now begun

Pulling out the fully loaded gun

Commit to like hit you with some

There’s a lot of niggas with him but I want him, so fuck it

Creep up on that pussy nigga, hit the lights on the bucket

The devil’s out tonight, hit a motherfucker when I’m running with the plastic

nine

Cause I’m quick to go blow in back of your brain

So, I’m going to tell you one last time

And I’m haunting but also I’m popping these bullets

I’ma put it in your ass

Tell your busta ass niggas, better pick up that cash

Or you gonna lay up in the grass

The fucking fragments from the hollows leaving virgins dead

And haters ain’t cool to be talking that shit, they get a couple in the head

I’m lurking, I’m scoping victims with the loaded ten

And the indo I’m puffing, it gives me powers strong as twenty men

Let me take them to the dead

I’ll probably run into your carcass, bust a sucka

Can you handle this

Cause I’ll turn into Jason, like killers act psycho bitch, don’t get me pissed

I call upon the Lady Dead to bring that kiss of death

When you laying down, suffering from fatal wounds

She gon' take your last breath

The Krucifix, my fucking clicks too thick, too fucking big

And these haters that constantly talking that shit, better get up off my dick

It’s murder, it’s straight up murder when I pop these thangs

Cause I’m to lazy for a child to even provide his thangs

There’s a lot of niggas with him but I want him, so fuck it

Creep up on that pussy nigga, hit the lights on the bucket