Bust your guns, uh, uh, Bonnie and Clyde You me? Smell me? (That's right, you know?) I'mma take this one to the top And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape real like that, you know what I mean? Follow, yo, yo, yo (Bonnie and Clyde y'all)
Gun check [Fox] Let's go over the plan [Fox] I'mma pull up to the joint slow, hop out the van Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' like a knockout Show a little thigh, make this eyes pop out Sieze him the cleavage I you to make this nigga believe he 'bout eat it [Fox] I can let him see or [Jay-Z] [Fox] Two gun totin', I dimes stole [Jay-Z] Ain't nothin' gonna stop me and hon rollin' [Fox] Yeah, we done We come for the coke and [Fox] All the money in the [Jay-Z] Act funny, get [Fox] Nigga, hands And I hope none of y'all niggas got plans to die [Fox] We stand goodbyes
In history me and this bitch will be like Five years together, [Fox] Damn, seem forever We trade shots [Fox] We spray [Jay-Z] And we never Yeah, but we stay hot
[1 - J] Now would you die for your [F] Yeah I'd die for my [J] Would you ride for nigga? [F] I lie for my nigga [J] Would you live for your [F] Do up big for you [J] Would you bid for your [F] Shit, you my
[F] Would you for me? [J] Rapper [F] you die for me? [J] I hang high a tree [F] They ain't for us, nigga [J] [F] Sound Bonnie and Clyde to me
I protect you like a do I'm the lady with a 380 special right to you Glock poppin' out the And two guns, two hun', get down I tear whole shit down They ain't know the vault, pull bank I banged ya squaw when I aims rod Y'all niggas can't do a to this broad My bullets the same as y'alls been taught by the best, extorted the rest Wearin' a niggas shit, my chest Life on the line, say prayers my breath But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause there to my left (Right)
Over baby, you baby Big gun right your left shoulder baby Same nigga that taught you how to that 80 From day one 'til we old and Let's the world
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Ran up at The bank robbers in our is like St. Bernards swimmin' hit the floor, guys and women Kids for the door Keep your cry to a Time check ma, we got about 5 Before the authorities rush and the in it That up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
[Fox] Don't let that be the reason why you're finished
[Jay-Z] Yeah, the the limit 'til we reach B.I.G [Fox] Meet Jesus, to him all the shit we did [Jay-Z] reverse the six, let's murd' head jerk Almost got We got a shitload of cash Throws it in the Long as we keep shitin' this Shit, ain't nothin' with this You my for life I'm your Bonnie like I can see us gettin' rich this nigga
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