Howl's Manor - Ruckus

Pimp shit look at my drip i'm a roadrunner
Baby let me dip in your purse I want your money
Baby I don't drive pick me up i'm a shot gunner
I don't get scared no fear i'm an opp hunter
Toxic
Grown man but you love it
Badboy
Might pull it out and dump it
Woosah
Might show that thing in public
Wutang
Bring the mother fucking ruckus
Smart nigga keep my head on swivel like i'm Ed Reed
Rush a nigga down way I blitz them need an Espy
Brave nigga all star feel like Chipper Jones
Look at these Nike shoes I never slip I make it home
Aye
So many hoes man I think I need a clone
Line started clicking so I bought a bat phone
Bought a mack phone that's a Tracfone don't get smacked on
No back hand i'm a pimp this a back arm
Big ballers tipping
Ladies tip toeing in they fake Christians we just call them pump fakes niggas
I'm an all star safety I ain't biting on no pump fake
Seen her last week at the spot she a cold case
Let me reinvestigate shawty what's your name
Is you out here with your man he a fucking lame
Lil mama you fire i'm raw
Let me get you on the glass bank shot
What you drank Hennessy you a bad thing huh
Run it up on me let my tab open up
Rubbing up on you yeah it feel real enough
Ask me if i'm G
Yeah baby true enough
Pimp shit look at my drip i'm a roadrunner
Baby let me dip in your purse I want your money
Baby I don't drive pick me up i'm a shot gunner
I don't get scared no fear i'm an opp hunter
Toxic
Grown man but you love it
Badboy
Might pull it out and dump it
Woosah
Might show that thing in public
Wutang
Bring the mother fucking ruckus
Bring the mother fucking ruckus
Bring the mother fucking ruckus
Bring the mother fucking ruckus
Bring the mother fucking ruckus

Written by:
Steven Harris

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