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Buccaneer Video (MV)




Performed By: Jasen
Language: English
Length: 1:36
Written by: Jasen Cleveland




Jasen - Buccaneer Lyrics
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Jasen, look what you did...
You couldn't even imagine how it feel to be me
Score, s-s-score
If it's up there then it's stuck there
Running out of luck, yeah, got no luck yeah
I'm saving all my bucks, yeah, I'm a buccaneer
Chicken niggas cluck, yeah, smoking skunk in here
I can't do no fronts, here, take this blunt, here
I show love for free, niggas really punks here
Hit me in my DMs talking funk here
Say he pulling up but he ain't never come here
Can't go out my way, this shit ain't even fun here
Finna get him clapped he must better come prepared
And I'm plugged in he don't even comprehend
I don't even know where they got that gun from, here
I just need my money, that's why I'm gon persevere
Why, cause I'm a poet and these niggas get murked from here
I come from the Ham, only one who surf from here
And I make the best, pressure on me hurts from here
Aye, walk round with a vest, it might be the worst from here
Is you in your bag cause that look like a purse from here
Nigga your shit trash, you sound like you're a jerk from here
Rapping about the cash but we can see that he hurt for real
Yeah, and you know that if it's up there then it's stuck there
Running out of luck, yeah, got no luck yeah,
Saving all my bucks, yeah, I'm a buccaneer
Chicken nigga cluck, yeah, smoking skunk in here
You know that
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Jasen, look what you did...
You couldn't even imagine how it feel to be me
Score, s-s-score
If it's up there then it's stuck there
Running out of luck, yeah, got no luck yeah
I'm saving all my bucks, yeah, I'm a buccaneer
Chicken niggas cluck, yeah, smoking skunk in here
I can't do no fronts, here, take this blunt, here
I show love for free, niggas really punks here
Hit me in my DMs talking funk here
Say he pulling up but he ain't never come here
Can't go out my way, this shit ain't even fun here
Finna get him clapped he must better come prepared
And I'm plugged in he don't even comprehend
I don't even know where they got that gun from, here
I just need my money, that's why I'm gon persevere
Why, cause I'm a poet and these niggas get murked from here
I come from the Ham, only one who surf from here
And I make the best, pressure on me hurts from here
Aye, walk round with a vest, it might be the worst from here
Is you in your bag cause that look like a purse from here
Nigga your shit trash, you sound like you're a jerk from here
Rapping about the cash but we can see that he hurt for real
Yeah, and you know that if it's up there then it's stuck there
Running out of luck, yeah, got no luck yeah,
Saving all my bucks, yeah, I'm a buccaneer
Chicken nigga cluck, yeah, smoking skunk in here
You know that
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Writer: Jasen Cleveland
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