benny st. claire – bussin’ lyrics
[intro]
yea yea, yea
yea
[chorus]
took an l shook back in one night
now we got the whole team bussin’
real drank you can keep the robitussin
big pack it’s cheaper by the dozen
blow your mind might have a concussion
it ain’t paper then it ain’t no discussion
young saint got your main b+tch bussin’
young saint got the whole block bussin’
[verse 1]
they want me to clean up my act
b+tch i got lean i got packs
i got some tree in the back
that’s your bm in the back
i gotta clean up my trap
serving up fiends in the back
she hate when i leave and come back
she getting way too attached, yea
hate when they get too attached to me
i gotta roll up a blunt and get back on the road
found out that n+ggas was taxing me
once he get back to me
had to get blessed with a load
you be investing in ho’s
we just undressing ain’t texting these ho’s
you be caressing these ho’s
i be finessing they check for some clothes
like “d+mn, bae, if you really love me you’ll buy me that tru.”
she be like, “true!”
sh+t, even throw a pair of jays in too
headed to the show in a black navigator
bumping sade i’m a “smooth operator”
independent b+tch she don’t ask no favors
p+ssy taste like green apple now and later’s
[chorus]
took an l shook back in one night
now we got the whole team bussin’
real drank you can keep the robitussin
big pack it’s cheaper by the dozen
blow your mind might have a concussion
it ain’t paper then it ain’t no discussion
young saint got your main b+tch bussin’
young saint got the whole block bussin’
[refrain]
bussin’ bussin’
bussin’ bussin’ bussin’
bussin’ bussin’
bussin’ bussin’ bussin’
bussin’ bussin’
bussin’ bussin’
bussin’ bussin’
bussin’
[verse 2]
my plug told me, “n+gga don’t cut!”
when i got back home i said, “f+ck it!”
spent a rack in the strip it’s bussin’
ass clapping sound like a percussion
ass clap sound like apollo
bad b+tch might get a follow
serve in a black monte carlo
i ain’t got sh+t you can borrow
please don’t be asking for favors
i’m really a hater i wish you the best
but i’m trying to figure out why these reporters ain’t figured out saint is a vet
n0body took him for a threat
now they see me they coming correct
cause i got that fiji, believe me
they see me they be like, “that n+gga up next!”
b+tch
[outro]
bussin’ bussin’ it’s bussin’
hey hey it’s bussin’ it’s bussin’
hey hey it’s bussin’ it’s bussin’
hey hey hey it’s bussin’
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