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kansh - buss it remix lyrics

[chorus: erica banks]
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
throw it like a stripper, ayy
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
turn around and tip her, ayy
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it

[verse 1: erica banks]
real slim waist with a body on me
godd+mn, i’m poppin’, i’m hot
real thick bands in a motherf+cker pants
he was staring from a stance, so i took him to the spot
i don’t wanna talk, i wanna be in your mouth
tell that n+gga get out, he ain’t packing with a glock
beggin’ for a dance, he ain’t even get a chance
threw it back and let it land, ain’t no beggin’ me to stop, b+tch
ate the p+ssy up on tuesday
back and the side, yeah, two ways
give me that top like toupée
slurpin’ on the p+ssy like kool+aid
onе don’t be enough, i need two baes
n+gga down my throat likе d’ussé
l!ck all on the tip like brûlée
n+gga, i’ma do whatever you say
now watch me
[chorus: erica banks]
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
throw it like a stripper, ayy
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
turn around and tip her, ayy
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it

[verse 2: kansh]
f+ck it, i ain’t finna rush it
baby goin’ ass to the grass when she bust it
everybody staring when she walk into the function
say she ain’t caring, then ’em cheeks start blushing
luscious, hit it like it’s nothin’
shorty got the whole spot hot like a bunsen
she ain’t gotta say she got wap, know it’s gushing
say she go cray on top, she ain’t bluffing
slurping up my kids like a beverage
saying it’s a lot like i’m generous
i just been stacking up my leverage
stuck up in her brain like a hemorrhage
baby fell in love with my cleverness
[chorus: erica banks]
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
throw it like a stripper, ayy
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
turn around and tip her, ayy
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it

[verse 3: erica banks]
drop it down low and pick it up, ayy
you know i don’t ever give a f+ck, ayy
n+gga lookin’ at me in the club, ayy
he gon’ have to throw a couple dubs, ayy
i don’t even wanna much talk to the n+gga
why he always tryna come and see what’s up? uh
brown liquor all in your cup, ayy
say he wanna put it in my gut, uh
n+gga couldn’t make it to the club, so
i’ma throw it back on facetime
i don’t never be on no tinder and
i don’t never be on no dateline
told me i could have a couple racks, sh+t
told him i’ma need about eight, nine
got a n+gga you ain’t never seen yet
’cause i ain’t never wit him in the daytime
now watch me
[chorus: erica banks]
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
throw it like a stripper, ayy
throw it like a stripper, d+mn
turn around and tip her, ayy
bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
is you f+ckin’? two shots, f+ck it

- kansh lyrics

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