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mustard – burn rubber lyrics

[intro: joe moses & dj mustard]
turn it up slow
lil louder
dj official (yeah)
yeah, jm huh
mustard on the beat, hoe

[hook: joe moses]
i tell her, burn rubber on a f-ck-n-gga
ol’ p-ssy -ss n-gga no luck with him
got a hunnid on bottles, club f-ck with him
keep dimes on up, no ducks with him
we got, bad b-tches (b-tches), only bad b-tches (b-tches)
only out at my table (my table)
we’re like, “f-ck n-ggas!” (f-ck), “f-ck p-ssy n-ggas” (f-ck)
n-ggas mad they ain’t able

[verse 1: joe moses, joe moses & dj mustard]
i’m in a grey bentley, doin’ like a buck fifty
ten thousand, lookin’ like i buck fifty
when the song come on do the ratchet
keep rubber bands poppin’ no practice
got mollies on mollies, she actin’
but i only f-ck with models and actress’
f-ck n-ggas, f-ck f-ck-n-ggas
we gettin’ money, we don’t f-ck with you n-ggas
i’m like, burn rubber on a fake b-tch
your weave ain’t right, you a snake b-tch
when the song come on, they gon’ hate this
tell the dj now b-tch play this
i’m in a drop top masi with the skirt on the scurt
lookin’ like a “g,” i put that on the turf
for whatever it’s worth, n-ggas soft as nerf
and if you ain’t gettin’ money better go to church, huh

[refrain: joe moses]
huh
jm, huh
squad

[hook: joe moses & yg]
i tell her, burn rubber on a f-ck-n-gga
ol’ p-ssy -ss n-gga no luck with him
got a hunnid on bottles, club f-ck with him
keep dimes on up, no ducks with him
we got, bad b-tches (b-tches), only bad b-tches (b-tches)
only out at my table (my table)
we’re like, “f-ck n-ggas!” (f-ck), “f-ck p-ssy n-ggas” (f-ck)
n-ggas mad they ain’t able (4hunnid)

[verse 2: yg]
i’m like, “f-ck n-ggas, f-ck p-ssy n-ggas”
p-ssies catch feeling’ i don’t trust p-ssy-n-ggas
yuck b-tch, you’s a duck b-tch
you the type a n-gga see in traffic and duck b-tch
got a cousin that’s rollin’, got a b-tch in the hoovers
my big t-tty b-tch get me free wings from hooters
i got porsches, that got horses
got the plugs on drugs, n-gga who need sources? huh!
and i don’t like the way you n-ggas act
and i don’t like the way you n-ggas rap
and i don’t like the way you say you n-ggas trap
but it take a year to pay a n-gga back
and i can put that on e’rythang
vvs diamond, jeweler put that on e’rythang
i’m from where gang-bangin’s not an option
he asked me where i’m from
i told him “n-gga, i’m from bompton!”
n-gga n-gga n-gga n-gga n-gga
n-gga n-gga n-gga n-gga n-gga
n-gga, n-gga n-gga n-gga n-gga n-gga
n-gga, n-gga i’m from bompton!

[verse 3: joe moses]
i’m in a, greystone on a sunday
and when your boy hit the club bet they know me
ysl with the motherf-ckin’ rollie
and if your girl wanna f-ck better show me
twenty deep with the motherf-ckin’ homies
got colony jumpin’ on a monday
got supper club going on a tuesday
i f-ck a basketball wife with a booty
i might, wife the b-tch with a few gifts
know some hollywood b-tches who can suck d-ck
and if you put them on tape, she’ll love it
f-cked a couple big stars, i don’t judge it
i’m nasty, i kiss her in public
to keep it real, on god i don’t trust it
i’m just thuggin’, no lovin’
no roses just f-ck, f-ckin’, huh

[refrain: joe moses]
we’re like, “f-ck n-ggas! f-ck p-ssy n-ggas”
we’re like, “f-ck n-ggas! f-ck p-ssy n-ggas”

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