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trapboy freddy - buss it open lyrics

[intro]
(ayoroc, you got me f+cked up)
(bankroll got it)
(diego)

[verse 1: trapboy freddy]
what’s up, keisha? (what’s up, keisha?) what’s up, neisha? (what’s up, neisha?)
nice to meet you (hey), i heard you was an eater (ooh)
she go dumb (she go dumb), look at her tongue (look at her tongue)
you can touch my pants, just don’t touch my gun (don’t do that)
lil’ b+tch s+xy (lil’ b+tch s+xy), she think i’m mexican (think i’m mеxican)
she like my necklacе, talkin’ ’bout (oh, who that? freddy?)
throw it back (throw it back), lay on your back (lay on your back)
beat her cat (cat), if you want a rack (bands)

[chorus]
bust it wide open, then i tell her bring it back
bust, bust it wide open, then i tell her bring it back, back
bust it wide open, then i tell her bring it back
bust, bust it wide open, then i tell her bring it back, back (ayy, ayy)
[verse 2: lakeyah]
he like, “what’s up, kei?” (what’s up, kei?)
i’m like, “what’s up, daddy?” uh (what’s up, daddy?)
told that boy keep talkin’, i’m gon’ wet them vvss (yeah, yeah)
i’m like if i throw it back, know this n+gga better catch it (better catch it)
i keep 1942 and bad b+tches in my section, they be naked (ayy)
i’m gon’ pop it, uh (pop it, pop it, pop it)
i might let you touch it, uh (touch it, uh)
just like you be grippin’ on that glock, boy, i’ma bust it, uh
if we throwin’ ones, that b+tch better show me somethin’ (yeah)
ride that stick up on my feet just like a pro, boy, you gon’ love it when we f+ckin’, i’m gon’

[outro]
tell her bring it back
bust it

- trapboy freddy lyrics

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