Chuuch!!! Bun B (Ft. J. Prince)

[Intro: J. Prince & (Pimp C)]
Ah yeah, two thousand and ten and we still rollin
You know Bun, my dad used to tell me
Every time he thought he knew it all, something new would come up
So at this time, let's welcome - Drake (uh)
The newest member to the family
Whom my son, Jas Prince discovered
Make no mistake, the army's behind him
Now Bun, I've been labeled as a quiet storm and it may be true
But I've been watchin a genius at work on this album
And without further adieu, yo Pimp, give us your blessings
(Chuuch!)

[Verse 1: Bun B]
Yeah (yeah), I'm back baby and better than I ever was (was)
I got the streets on fire, so forget a buzz (buzz)
I ain't trippin on SoundScan or BDS
Easy to find with or without your GPS (S)
And now we ridin, ask Biden (Biden) or Obama ('bama)
Go ask the hustlers, the gangsters (gangsters), ask your mama (mama)
And they'll tell ya the best that ever did it
Is still in here doin it, you can't fuck with it (can't fuck with it)
And I'm a hit it on the head with a hammer (hammer)
Reppin H-Town like Phi Slama Jama
Am I hard enough, am I real enough, am I ready bro?
Well you already know, on your mark, set, ready, go (go, go, go)