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Check Up - Young Buck
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Check Up Young Buck

Check Up - Young Buck
[Verse]
Lego
Rapped up I got Benz on me, Benz, Benz on me
Rapped up I got Benz on me, I got Benz on me
Ice over my niggas, I got cigarettes over my chick
I got bottles all in my section
This cash feelin we flexin', ball
I'm still touchin' that white girl
All of my hoes just like girls
Walking through the club like a might earl
Miley Cyrus this my world
Fifty hundreds for this Bobby Jeans
Fouty-five hundreds for this time degree yes
Two chains gave me this pain to lean
Versace shades you know what I see
I got a gun homie, I ain't even roll yet
A cope that I mean drove yet
Louie's hatin' even in the stove yet
I bet you broke niggas than you know that
I read up, I ain't never runnin' out
I'm wrecked up, I ain't never serving y'all
Get money, I ain't never gone without, what?
So tell me why I don't deserve the ball?

[Chorus]
I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up
I'm just runnin' that check up, I'm just runnin' that check up
Comin' through the Benz like this, comin' through the Benz like this
Comin' through the Benz like this, I'm just runnin' that check up
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