Lyrics
Summertime Butch
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
Body count rises with the summer heat
Whoever isn't hungry simply doesn't eat (simply doesn't eat)
Whatever pack we put out, that's the one to beat (that's us)
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
(Plug got cameras every twenty feet)
Body count rises with the summer heat (with the summer heat)
Yo, ay, look
I never leave the crib without my strap and most expensive-est watch
It's like my system's been shocked ever since I've been shot (damn)
Godfather, it ain't hard for camera lenses to spot
Two-way baller, Jamal Crawford off the bench, I've been hot (that's a Kodak moment)
While y'all got spoon-fed, I got efficient with them numbers and watched
I bloom late like hibiscus in the summer, uh
Bank accounts and whips, I know what the feds after
I pose but don't smile for the pics like the feds snapped 'em (damn)
We can meet after I whip and make the molecules moist (make the molecules moist)
You know the rendezvous point was the barbecue joint (was the barbecue joint)
I even served blonde fiends that bought the product through choice
They whistle, just yell back, they gotta follow your voice (they gotta follow your voice)
I beat them at their own game, I know some fellas that tried it
But at our level as convicts, it was never accomplished
Think ahead but be modest, it'll better your conscience
So many cameras in the crib, they think I sell electronics
Butch
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
Body count rises with the summer heat
Whoever isn't hungry simply doesn't eat (simply doesn't eat)
Whatever pack we put out, that's the one to beat (that's us)
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
(Plug got cameras every twenty feet)
Body count rises with the summer heat (with the summer heat)
He the one who did the favors, need it done, need it work, needed guns
Front it out, keep it fun, I know his house, where he gon' run? (Where he gon' run?)
Where he gon' go? We got the best, cheapest blow
Burning me, burn himself, 'cause this is how he feeds his own (how he feeds his own)
But bro, nothing's guaranteed 'til you're holding it
They couldn't find the blow so they just charged bro for some stolen shit (uh)
Them bikers beat that RICO down in Texas, no one snitched ('member?)
When everybody stand up that you mess with, no one sits
Came home, getting mine, did a bid and gripped a nine
I know these different times
But it's different when you whip the lines (it's different)
Sick and tired of seeing guys doing bids and die
But now it's like when friends go to war, you gotta pick a side (you gotta pick)
Live and die, the headrest fits a brick inside
I didn't drive (nah)
Just told your bitch, "Don't go over sixty-five" (don't go over sixty-five)
It's been a tricky ride
Money talk, bitches lie, switches fly (brrt)
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
Body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)
Whoever isn't hungry simply doesn't eat (simply doesn't eat, where you at?)
Whatever pack we put out, that's the one to beat (that's us, we got it)
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet, look around)
(Plug got cameras every twenty feet) you see 'em?
Body count rises with the summer heat (with the summer heat)
It's Big Butch, nigga, ah
I'm in my hood, super comfy, but what's your location? (Where the fuck you at?)
Most of these rappers can't go to the hoods they was raised in
And fuck rap, I got a dope line from Pittsburgh to Austin
Pay ten stacks for Game Four, Knicks versus Boston (ah)
Me and Kush comparing work, and I told him drop it (you gotta drop that)
I won't pick my phone up until I lock it (locking this, nigga)
Plug gave me ten joints and told me it's up (told me it's up)
It ain't even been a week and he blowing me up
I'm camera-shy, I'm only taking pics for the fans
Got paper cuts 'cause I can count a hundred quick with my hands (my bare hands)
Y'all pray for luck, but I be making bucks quick as I can
I left the game and felt like Sugar Ray switching my stands (brick in my hands)
Y'all go to war with the gang, your folks better help (The Butcher coming, nigga)
A hustler going live forever and dope sell itself (dope sell itself)
The mother load hit the track, we lock in three days (we lock in three days)
They put cameras in the kitchen to watch the replays (ESPN)
It's Butch
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet)
Body count rises with the summer heat (summer heat)
Whoever isn't hungry simply doesn't eat (simply doesn't eat, where you at?)
Whatever pack we put out, that's the one to beat (that's us, we got it)
Plug got cameras every twenty feet (every twenty feet, look around)
(Plug got cameras every twenty feet) you see 'em?
Body count rises with the summer heat (with the summer heat)