Snap Your Close Up

[Intro: Buddha Monk] They just keep running they mouth They just keep running they mouth Ya'll cats get your watches ready Cuz this one right here is done in, you know? The time is up, the last Zu, nigga Duc-Lo Records, it's about to begin [Buddha Monk] Yo, I, came with the melody, that slowly pierce the eardrum Then added on the flow, that the God is only known for And the radio, "New Music by Buddha Monk" It was that, joint at the party, that made those titties jump And now it's mixed with; 'now you caught my heart for the evening' Yo, turn around, and look at those girls screaming Man, was I dreaming, was it me I was finally hearing Backyard parties and gin colored streaming Check the billboard, it's number one on every shore Knock, knock, who is it, hun, it's Buddha at the door State of art on the wall, looking at the television It's Buddha Monk receiving a Soul Train Award Ya'll give him applause, can you come back and sing one more Are you kidding, I was born to be on these hall of fame walls Man... are you kidding, I was born to be on these hall of fame walls [Chorus 2X: Buddha Monk] I've been, so many places, seen so many faces But none looks greater than the one you now facing Snap your close up, I'm here to answer or refuse Ladies show them thongs, niggas cock back your tools [Buddha Monk] Yeah, it's true I'm understand, but after you hear this one You gon' turn around and say 'thank God, somebody related' It's Buddha option, take a good sniff down your nostrils Cuz for sure, this one right here is hot too It's that, backdoor gospel, made from the most dirtiest streets If you stick me, get two-two slugs, just got you So if you with me, huh, cuz what I got planned for this rap game Is to take over the shit and make all ya'll lose ya fame I'm that warrior, and I came to take what's rightfully mine It's Zu time to shine, and the bottom line, clear the path, nigga Or you gonna feel the nine, and this ain't Just one of them rap niggas just to make a rhyme, you know? [Chorus 2X] [Buddha Monk] Giving the lime lights, for the best shit you heard tight Play it around the world, I'd rather dance with the girl And fuck manage tois, I want a mansion and the bar So I can get drunk and like those nasty ass broads What you think I'm playing? When this rap game is changing Nah it be the God here to pull all your cards Don't get tossed around, you put a gun in any mouth Yo, shut the fuck up, they ran that ass from down south [Chorus 2X] [Outro: Buddha Monk] Haha, Duc-Lo Records, about to begin Agent Stealth, Buddha Monk, Mr. Tibbs North Star, my nigga G, can't forget the most wanted Look at the list, K-Blunt, 5 Foot Hyper Sniper Popa Chief, aiyo, aiyo, ahh, never mind