One Good Year lyrics

[Verse 1: BlueBucksClan DJ]
BucksClan, we the ones that's in first, n*gga (We in first, Ten11)
It's gon' cost an arm and leg for a verse, n*gga (Arm and leg, ayo, stop playin' with 'em, Mook, drop that sh*t)
How the f*ck we won the game in the first inning? (How the f*ck we won the game?)
Catchin' plays every night, I don't sit games (I don't sit)
Yeah, I call your b*tch my baby, that's her nickname (That's her nickname)
Good b*tch, body cold, check my b*tch frame (Check my b*tch frame)
Cracked a b*tch at the party and my b*tch came (My b*tch was with me)
V12, it sound raggedy when I switch lanes

[Verse 2: Jeeezy]
I'm the reason your b*tch usin' all her sick days (Yeah, that's mе)
Told her if she suck it good, get hеr rent paid (Yeah, I got her)
Like a mean coach, gave that b*tch the wrong number (Cold)
f*ckin' up these bands like a bad drummer (f*ck it up)
Freak b*tch, she gon' treat me like a cuc*mber (Goddamn)
I just made a hundred thou', that's a bad summer (Bad summer)
Dream Doll, you the only one I'll lay under (On my mama)
Actin' like my phone broke, I can't save numbers (I can't do it)
Ran into your b*tch, yeah, I had to hit her whole bumper (Goddamn)
n*gga had one good year, n*ggas Jay Cutler (n*ggas weak)

[Verse 3: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Yeah, you made one good play, n*ggas Malcolm Butler (Malcolm Butler)
Why these broke-ass n*ggas doin' all that loud talkin'? (Broke-ass n*ggas)
Yeah, you had one good year, n*ggas Miles Austin (Miles Austin)
Pradas big as f*ck on my feet, got me proud walkin' (Yeah, I'm proud)
No dinner, 'member starvin' 'til I dosed off (I was starvin')
On the floor cold, don't turn the stove off (I was cold)
Now n*ggas pointin' at my feet, how much those cost? (What is those?)
Told her I just want some top, why your clothes off? (Where your clothes?)
Saks Fifth, I'm well known, I don't know Ross (I don't know Ross)
[Verse 4: Jeeezy]
Suck it good, damn, she finna make my toes cross (Let me see that last one, damn)
Don't play with me, play with your b*tch, feel like Young Dolph (Lil' n*gga)
Took her home, yeah, she tryna rip my Chrome off (Goddamn)
My b*tch got a lotta ass, she got a cold walk (Lotta ass)
I don't feel like spittin' game, how much the dome cost? (Yeah, how much)
Got the winnin' lotto ticket, b*tch, I'm Shad Moss (Shad Moss)
Feel like Emerald, you got served, I'm a big boss (Big boss)
Herschel Walker, got the top, then I spinned off

[Verse 5: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Stop bringin' up these hoes that I sent off (Stop bringin' up these hoes)
Lame-ass loud b*tches, make 'em get lost (Get lost)
V12, pipes screamin' when I peel off (When I peel off)
GG brung a batch of b*tches, yeah, let's switch off (Yeah, let's switch)
Ayy, that's your n*gga? He a lame, he look like a loser (n*gga lame as f*ck)
Bad b*tches on my top five, Mel Kiper Jr (Mel Kiper)
Thankin' God every time that bag touch, hallelujah (Thank God)

[Verse 6: Jeeezy]
Argue with your b*tch, I'm the reason why y'all get into it (Yeah, that's me)
n*gga said he could've hit my b*tch, why you didn't do it? (n*ggas weird)
Know I hit her friend, when she ask, I be actin' stupid (I don't know)
n*gga, quit rappin', it ain't workin', why you stickin' to it? (n*ggas weak)
VVS diamonds hittin' hard, feel like Lennox Lewis (Lennox Lewis)
[Verse 7: BlueBucksClan DJ]
Really shouldn't hit his b*tch, but I'm finna do it (I'm finna do it)
AMG with no license and they won't renew it (AMG)
f*ck it, park it in the red, I ain't finna move it (I ain't movin')
She keep poppin' it on Twitter, finna make her prove it (Make her prove it)