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jb foster - busted ass bitch lyrics

intro:
ol busted -ss b-tchhhhh
chillin up at a mothaf-ckin party, this b-tch is tryna f-ck me
f-ck outta here, i ain’t that drunk yet
takin straight shots out the bottle tho, so f-ck
blazin mad blunts and sh-t
you be like godd-mn, i need some f-ckin p-ssyy!

verse 1 (jb foster):
party all the time, it seems to be what i do
wakin up with a hangover, say i’m through
next night it’s nothin new
sloppy drunk with my crew
5 or 6 pills, all blue, the f-ck did i do
then they tell me bout this nasty b-tch up on my d-ck
didn’t look bad but she border-line thick
so i pick up my phone real quick
6 or 7 naked pics, sh-t, made me bout sick
shower scrubbin on my d-ck
why can’t i make a better pick?
b-tch thought she was sl!ck, said i’m a freak like rick
where the f-ck was my wingman?
wouldn’t happen with dan
f-ckin psycho fan, now my crew’s over-ran
what’s the plan? who the f-ck can i blame?
wanna find the b-tches name, i ain’t playin in this game
prolly woulda took some brain
but not the whole thang
nah, that’s not the kinda b-tch for a kang!

hook:
godd-mn, that’s a busted -ss b-tch!
godd-mn, that’s a busted -ss b-tch!
godd-mnn, that’s a busted -ss b-tch!
godd-mn, that’s a busted -ss b-tch!

verse 2 (jay reed) :
shawty is bi-s-xual
she’ll look some p-ssy or some t-st-cl-s
d-ck suckin festival, blow it on her spectacles
i’m next to blow and she knows it
that -ss is fat and she throws it
but the b-tches face is busted so put ya mouth on my tip and close it!
just to touch my d-ck, consider yaself lucky
i ain’t gon let you f-ck me but i’ll take some sucky-sucky
now she’s in love cuz i let the hoe taste it
i only slide it down her throat because i’m f-ckin wasted
godd-mn, i got the whiskey d-ck
smokin on that trippy stick
this b-tches -ss is really thick
might hit it really quick
yeah her mouth is good but i’d really love some p-ssy
and sh-t i’m on probation but i’m still smokin kushy
cuz i don’t give a f-ck, motherf-ck a consequence
don’t care about tomorrow, only livin for the present-tense
i bag it then i tag it
that’s right i f-ckin swag it
and my mind is really foggy while i’m rammin this b-tch doggy
and i’m pullin on her hair as she f-ckin moans
i wouldn’t be doin this b-tch if it wasn’t for patron
drunk sloppy intercourse, her voice is ho-rs-
beatin that p-ssy up with alotta force
but a stamp on that p-ssy, yeah i endorse
i slap skin for a living, that’s right, that’s my profession
so bend that -ss over, i’ll teach you a f-ckin lesson
first i got some brain and yeah she was pretty clever
then i f-cked that busted b-tch and then i f-ckin left her!

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