Buck Your Head

Buck Your Head - Juster

Oh yeah

Juster in the house

Aw you kids

Here we go now

Buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck ya head

Buck ya head buck ya head to the lyrics that I read

The J is in the house

And on ya a** like the feds yes

The soul is in the rhythm and the rhythm's in the soul

Buddha in ya head

'Cuz ya came in with a roll

Puff Puff toke it out

Can you feel the funky vapours

The Juvenile got the sack and the Bass is in the papers

Going round and round like a song from little Tevin

And the guitar got you higher than a 747 funky feel it

I deal it like the boys from Cypress Hill

But when I'm getting ill yo

I'd never have to kill

Just chill with a vibe from the tribe in the jungle

Acting like an animal ready for a rumble

And when I hit the party

I buck my head

I'll buck it in your house

I'll buck it in your bed

Baby do you like it

Who cares what they said

With the rhythm in your head yeah

Buck ya head

Buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck ya head

Come on

Buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck ya buck ya head

Buck ya head

Can I get a slow clap

Do it just one time 'cuz like Kid Frost said

There ain't no sunshine

If ya can't check it

Acting like a criminal 25 to life

And you know it's pretty critical

If you can't buck buck to a funky bass line

Standing on the corner playing with a tech nine

Packing and attacking

'Cuz ya whacking for a ducket

I'm macking to the hoochies bro 'cuz I say f**k it

Gotta just roll with a song in my mainframe

Like Heavy I got my own thang holding off the gang bang

Cops get scandalous thinking that I'm vandalous

The color that my flannel is thinking you can handle this

Joke's on you because ya never had me faded

I just give you the finger the reason why I'm hated

'Cuz I gotta roll even if my eyes are red

Psycho beta buck down

'Cuz I buck buck my head

Buck ya head

Buck buck ya head buck buck ya head

Buck buck ya head buck ya head

Come on

Once again once again doin' it like a crazy jester

Lighting up the block like my name is Uncle Fester

Like Bo Jackson maxing and it's coming from the hip

Motivate the crowd when I running off the lip

If this was a drug

I'd throw it in the sack

Dope to get them moving 'cuz I'm pumping up the tracks

Filling up a party

And I rock the coliseum

Making the crazy funk

So the people come to see 'em word

I bet ya never heard about the funky

Supercalifrajilisticexpedalojunky

Dosing up the fix coming straight from the forty

I might have been a hood

But I've never been a shorty

'Cuz when I'm on the stage

I flow it to a tempo

Louder than 12 gauge blasting at your temple

If it's blue or red

You know what I said

The lyrics that I read that go buck buck ya head

Buck ya head buck buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck ya head

Come on

Buck ya head

Buck buck ya head

Buck ya head

Yo

Buck ya head

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Buck ya head

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Buck buck ya head

Buck ya head

Now where you at

And you don't stop