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I ain't gon' lie, I'm only doin' this bih 'cause my pops, yo, shoutout Chuck D 00:02
Niggas know how the fuck we comin', real high-standers, nigga 00:05
The whole family, this shit ain't just, you know, happen, nigga 00:08
You know how the fuck we rockin', man, yeah 00:10
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 00:12
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 00:15
Uh, Micro Drac', that's my cousin, your shit jammin', my shit butter 00:19
We can link up, get it bustin', shots let off, man down in public 00:22
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 00:25
Uh, we got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 00:28
I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother 00:31
I slutted her out, you cuffed her, poured her lean, I'm double-cuppin' 00:34
I did a hit after lunchin', I heard you did somethin' and vomit 00:38
He must felt that in his stomach, can't relate, we cold-blood killers 00:41
All my niggas goin' cray-cray, don't rock Bape, but we gorillas 00:44
Run up on me, I'ma spray-spray, like Chief Keef, we don't fuck with you 00:47
Boy, your fan-ass wanna picture, I fuck all my grown-bitch siblings 00:50
Off the draink, I need a kickstand, think the lean man mixed the liquid 00:54
We be on roll like the mailman, 7.62 shell deliverin' 00:57
Ten milli' shell go through wiggies, really rich, bro, do you feel me? 01:00
Brand-new Red eye, poppin' wheelies, tryna keep up, bro you silly 01:03
We act shit out just like Disney, spin six times, bro, like I'm dizzy 01:06
I want a freak ho like Sexyy, wire transfer, that's my bestie 01:10
Sometimes I still fuck on Kelsey, we still give out leather belties 01:13
Ah, you tried to go against us, now you mad, boy, you upset it 01:16
Boy I'm the hottest out, ain't tryna talk, foenem there said it 01:19
I saw your text and read it, I'm focused on rubber-bandin' 01:22
Uh, she take her legs and spread it, I ain't gotta tell her get ready (the fuck) 01:26
I took my wings and flew, now I'm on PJs with the legends (god-damn) 01:29
I miss my fuckin' dawgs, I'm tired of writin' all these letters (free 'em) 01:32
Money stack up just like letters (god-damn), my bad, I mean, stack like Legos 01:35
He got hit up, that's a man down, bro, his mask up, that's a case closed 01:38
Uh, ain't got no clues, you gon' win or lose, nigga choose 01:42
You ain't got no clues, nigga win or lose, nigga choose win or lose 01:45
Nigga we never follow the rules 01:50
First nigga rich out my school, first nigga rich out my family 01:51
First nigga rich out my hood, get your man right in this bitch 01:54
It's okay to tote that switchy, 'cause I know this shit get wicked 01:58
At the same time, gotta go get it, every lane we stand on bidness 02:00
Rule one up in this shit, throw up that bitch, you ain't gon' blick it, yeah 02:04
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 02:07
Uh, we got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 02:10
Uh, Micro Drac', that's my cousin, your shit jammin', my shit butter 02:14
We can link up, get it bustin', shots let off, man down in public 02:17
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 02:20
We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter 02:23
I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother 02:26
I slutted her out, you cuffed her, poured her lean, I'm double-cuppin' 02:30
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We Got Buttons

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Lyrics:

[English]

I ain't gon' lie, I'm only doin' this bih 'cause my pops, yo, shoutout Chuck D

Niggas know how the fuck we comin', real high-standers, nigga

The whole family, this shit ain't just, you know, happen, nigga

You know how the fuck we rockin', man, yeah

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

Uh, Micro Drac', that's my cousin, your shit jammin', my shit butter

We can link up, get it bustin', shots let off, man down in public

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

Uh, we got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother

I slutted her out, you cuffed her, poured her lean, I'm double-cuppin'

I did a hit after lunchin', I heard you did somethin' and vomit

He must felt that in his stomach, can't relate, we cold-blood killers

All my niggas goin' cray-cray, don't rock Bape, but we gorillas

Run up on me, I'ma spray-spray, like Chief Keef, we don't fuck with you

Boy, your fan-ass wanna picture, I fuck all my grown-bitch siblings

Off the draink, I need a kickstand, think the lean man mixed the liquid

We be on roll like the mailman, 7.62 shell deliverin'

Ten milli' shell go through wiggies, really rich, bro, do you feel me?

Brand-new Red eye, poppin' wheelies, tryna keep up, bro you silly

We act shit out just like Disney, spin six times, bro, like I'm dizzy

I want a freak ho like Sexyy, wire transfer, that's my bestie

Sometimes I still fuck on Kelsey, we still give out leather belties

Ah, you tried to go against us, now you mad, boy, you upset it

Boy I'm the hottest out, ain't tryna talk, foenem there said it

I saw your text and read it, I'm focused on rubber-bandin'

Uh, she take her legs and spread it, I ain't gotta tell her get ready (the fuck)

I took my wings and flew, now I'm on PJs with the legends (god-damn)

I miss my fuckin' dawgs, I'm tired of writin' all these letters (free 'em)

Money stack up just like letters (god-damn), my bad, I mean, stack like Legos

He got hit up, that's a man down, bro, his mask up, that's a case closed

Uh, ain't got no clues, you gon' win or lose, nigga choose

You ain't got no clues, nigga win or lose, nigga choose win or lose

Nigga we never follow the rules

First nigga rich out my school, first nigga rich out my family

First nigga rich out my hood, get your man right in this bitch

It's okay to tote that switchy, 'cause I know this shit get wicked

At the same time, gotta go get it, every lane we stand on bidness

Rule one up in this shit, throw up that bitch, you ain't gon' blick it, yeah

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

Uh, we got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

Uh, Micro Drac', that's my cousin, your shit jammin', my shit butter

We can link up, get it bustin', shots let off, man down in public

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

We got buttons, we got buttons, watch them bitches stutter

I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother

I slutted her out, you cuffed her, poured her lean, I'm double-cuppin'

...

Vocabulary in this song:

Vocabulary Meanings

buttons

/ˈbʌt.ənz/

A1
  • noun
  • - small, usually round objects used to fasten clothing

watch

/wɒtʃ/

A1
  • verb
  • - to look at something for an amount of time

stutter

/ˈstʌt.ər/

B2
  • verb
  • - to speak or say something with difficulty, often repeating sounds or words
  • noun
  • - a way of speaking with difficulty, often repeating sounds or words

cousin

/ˈkʌz.ən/

A1
  • noun
  • - a child of your aunt or uncle

shit

/ʃɪt/

A1
  • noun
  • - excrement
  • noun
  • - things; stuff

butter

/ˈbʌtər/

A1
  • noun
  • - a soft, pale yellow food made from milk fat

link

/lɪŋk/

B1
  • verb
  • - to make a connection between two or more things or people

shots

/ʃɒts/

A2
  • noun
  • - the action of firing a gun

public

/ˈpʌb.lɪk/

A2
  • noun
  • - people in general

rubber

/ˈrʌb.ər/

A2
  • noun
  • - a tough elastic polymeric substance made from the latex of a tropical plant or synthetically
  • noun
  • - condom

brother

/ˈbrʌð.ər/

A1
  • noun
  • - a male who has the same parents as you

legs

/leɡz/

A1
  • noun
  • - one of the parts of the body that are used for standing and walking

money

/ˈmʌn.i/

A1
  • noun
  • - coins or notes (= paper money) used to buy things, or an amount of these

letters

/ˈlet.ərz/

A1
  • noun
  • - a written or printed message that is usually put in an envelope and sent by post

rules

/ruːlz/

A2
  • noun
  • - an accepted principle or instruction stating how things are or should be done

school

/skuːl/

A1
  • noun
  • - a place where children go to be educated

Grammar:

  • I ain't gon' lie, I'm only doin' this bih 'cause my pops, yo, shoutout Chuck D

    ➔ Non-standard grammar/Contractions

    "ain't" (am not), "gon'" (going to), "doin'" (doing) are examples of non-standard grammar and contractions common in informal speech and rap music. "Shoutout" is also slang for giving recognition or thanks.

  • Niggas know how the fuck we comin', real high-standers, nigga

    ➔ Use of slang ("niggas", "fuck"), informal sentence structure

    "Niggas" is a slang term (use can be controversial). "Fuck" is used as an intensifier. The sentence structure is informal and deviates from standard English.

  • The whole family, this shit ain't just, you know, happen, nigga

    ➔ Ellipsis, non-standard "ain't"

    ➔ There's an ellipsis, where part of the sentence is missing but implied. "ain't" is the non-standard contraction of "is not".

  • I gotta fuck with my rubber, then I'ma pass her to brother

    ➔ Informal diction, contractions ("gotta", "I'ma")

    "Gotta" is a colloquial contraction of "got to" or "have got to". "I'ma" is a colloquial contraction of "I am going to".

  • Off the draink, I need a kickstand, think the lean man mixed the liquid

    ➔ Present simple tense for general truths. Slang ("draink")

    "I need" and "think" are present simple, used to describe states or beliefs. "Draink" is slang for a drug-infused drink, a variation of "drank".

  • Sometimes I still fuck on Kelsey, we still give out leather belties

    ➔ Present Simple Tense for habitual actions

    "I fuck" and "we give" indicate habitual actions that still occur sometimes. The use of the Present Simple implies regularity, even if not constant.

  • I took my wings and flew, now I'm on PJs with the legends (god-damn)

    ➔ Past simple followed by present simple for a sequence of events

    "Took" and "flew" are past simple, describing completed actions. "I'm on" is present simple, describing the current state resulting from those past actions.

  • He got hit up, that's a man down, bro, his mask up, that's a case closed

    ➔ Passive voice ("got hit up"), short sentences, slang.

    "Got hit up" is a passive construction, meaning someone was attacked. The sentences are short and direct, typical of rap lyrics. "Man down" and "case closed" are slang terms.