MR MEMPHIS MASSACRE Lyrics by Duke Deuce
Aye aye
WHATHAFUUUUCK
HUH
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!)
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!!)
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!)
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!)
I’m back and don’t give a fuck
Come play with Duke Deucifer
Back to getting the clubs Crunk
Get buck if you think you tough
Buck Buck wtf get hit with the 12 slugs
Bout action no capn I’m packin and macn but stomped em like a dam rug
Triple M Triple M Triple M bitch
Told you hoes don’t fuck with them
Criminals Criminals Criminals bitch
Hell yea bitch I buck with them
Drop a stack on ya hat
you a mufuckin rat
Let them cats put your ass on your mufuckin
Back
It’s a bird it’s a plane hell naw it’s a pack
That’s a fact I’m a Mac I ain’t never gone slack
I talked to my witch and she said ima blow up
Sacrifice my friends I’ll be wealthy but so lonesome
Lord I’m so gifted I see things before they come up
Ancestors protecting me so I always be 1 up
Whathafuuuuck
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!)
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!!)
G I live G I die ain’t shit gone change you know me hoe (get buck!)
Buck buck buck here I come Mr Memphis Massacre (get buck!)
Psychopath Deucifer
Looking like Lucifer
Got me buck wild & I think I’m influenced
05 / 01/ 1992 far from a COWard boy buck like a BULL
Memphis my city
Black haven the illest
We known for then killings
They say that we’re cruel
Saturday night we be pimpin on Beale st
Plenty freak hoes for n***** to pull
Drippin no droppin
Strap tight with that glocky
These hoes on my dick cause I’m clean as a deacon
Back in the day hoe you know you wouldn’t talk to me watch I walk pass ya no
I’m not speaking
Not trying to compare myself into Jesus
God got me walking this earth for a reason
Duke Deuce he cool till he turn to a demon
See that they dead but why you keep squeezing
Steady dropping nukes
Lord what they gone do
When I take the game over for the twenty deuce deuce
Pull up in a coop no roof with my troops
Fuck n***** gone poof cause they know they gone shoot
Still riden clean getting neck like a crew
While you fuck n***** hating with your lame ass crew
Made Men Mafia
Ain’t no blocking us
Say fuck us it’s been fuck you bitch!