Buckets Lyrics – Derek Minor

Buckets Lyrics by Derek Minor

Had to make a play, yeah
Beast off the leash, I can’t be tamed, yeah
When it’s on the line they call my name, yeah
Last to take a shower, that’s the game, yeah

Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

Oh, we gettin’ buckets, and you know we finna win
Step back for the three, shoot thе shot, it’s goin’ in
Ain’t no time for games, you know we gotta gеt the chip
Wit’ the dogs and you know we champions

All gas, no brakes, we ain’t come to play [To play
Beast mode, cheat code, we ain’t wit’ the games [Always
All pain, no gain, we is not the same [The way
Zoomin’ through the lane, shoot the shot, make it rain

Woah, woah, we gon’ take it there, we gon’ win it all
Solid as they come, we can’t ever fall
Buckets every day, know we gotta ball
Remember the name, cut the net and get that ring

Had to make a play, yeah
Beast off the leash, I can’t be tamed, yeah
When it’s on the line they call my name, yeah
Last to take a shower, that’s the game, yeah

Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

Yeah, I had to whip in the water [Water
I had a, no pots or patter, hopped out the pen to a starter
They seekin’ L’s, they pass me the ball ’cause they know that I can shoot farther
I can’t be tamed, they tryin’ to run up a check ’cause I came from the bottom, no bottoms, I’m bottomless, woah

Throwin’ me chicken, popped out wit’ somethin’ that, I came for my denim, whoosh
And yes, it is winnin’, from the A to the PBB, yesses, I spin ’em, woo
Play from the center [Yeah], buckets on buckets, can’t stop me, I’m bigger, heh
Slapped out the sprinter [Yeah], they need me, about to be known as a hitter

Told ’em “Wake up” as I leave ’em [Wake up
I shoot from the deep and don’t worry
I’m clutch like I get on the bag when I’m speedin’
No reason to trip on the pressure

You can see how I drip like the deacon, I’m
I swear that this is my season
I pull up like thirty and leave without greetin’
Had to make a play, yeah

Beast off the leash, I can’t be tamed, yeah
When it’s on the line they call my name, yeah
Last to take a shower, that’s the game, yeah
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets

Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
Buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets, buckets
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Derek Minor Lyrics – Buckets

Derek Minor

Buckets