push come the shuv Show 'em where the dubs and the hard ass thugs, nigga what (verse 2): big boy Where my niggas from the east? , where my niggas from the west? Bulletproof niggas wearing bulletproof
While you be catchin' feelings like a love letter I gotta hold down my fort and won't lose Nigga die because I got the tec 9 blues Bulletproof polo,
slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef Know it's deep, I live my life on the creep Tinted jeeps, bulletproof coupes move mystique Let
a narcotic Put your best to rest, so get your bulletproof vest I got the wild, wild west to your chest You know the cause of death, so forget the autopsy Another got sloppy so I lit
from trees that stick in your hand, and lakes rollin sea-weed Criminals be up to no good So I tuck a heater Bulletproof suit still in the fuckin cleaners
swingin' on the man of steel You was butt early this morning now you kryptonite Mass appeal in the battlefield I had you killed You get lit up right
slow to sleep, play you for doe, now you know it's beef Know it's deep, I live my life on the creep Tinted Jeeps, bulletproof coupes move Mystique Foxy
the cash We got females that got it like that The golden childs that bone the crowd See niggas in the place that bit my style Well I'm a singer, dancer, we bulletproof
starts again* Outro - Ghostface Killah [?] Yo, uhuh, Wallets motherfuckers That's right, all my shit is Bulletproof Stoop for the Bulletproof (yeah) Yeah, Projects (yeah) Bulletproof
black mask, 2 techs fuck a vest i aim above the neck n if i can't hit dat then i'm aimin fa ya legs click clack tat tat, da gun shoot a hardbody so my skin bulletproof
[sampling La Roux - Bulletproof and Major Lazer - Pon De Floor] [Intro: La Roux sample] This time I'll be bulletproof This time I'll be bulletproof [
Doin what they said can't be done, doin what they said can't be done [X1] We bringin it home, playin like Shaq and Kob' Cash to blow, trees lit, glass
broke swingin' on the man of steel You was butt early this morning now you kryptonite Mass appeal in the battlefield I had you killed You get lit up right
While you be catchin feelings like a love letter I gotta hold down my fort and won't lose Nigga die, because I got the tec 9 blues Bulletproof Polo,
need atonement Bulletproof glass, S-classes, chrome kitted up Calicones lit it up I didn't get touched checking my nuts, I stood up and lit a Dutch Clutchin
push come the shuv Show 'em where the dubs and the hard ass thugs, nigga what [(Verse 2): Big Boy] Where my niggas from the east?, Where my niggas from the west? Bulletproof niggas wearing bulletproof