Paroles de la chanson Baby Buss It par D. Savage

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Paroles de la chanson Baby Buss It par D. Savage

(Goodnight, Darkboy)
(It's Don Robb)

Bust it open, baby, bust it (Yeah)
Pull out the stick, they start runnin' (Uh)
Niggas backdoor for that money (Yeah)
Got an AK like I'm Russian (Uh)
She on the Percocet, bustin' (Percocet bustin')
I mix that Wockhardt with Tussion' (Wockhardt with Tussion')
Niggas ain't talking 'bout nothing (Talking 'bout nothing)
Bust it open, baby, bust it
I play with that money a lot (Money a lot)
My whip, a whole lot of guap (Whole lot of guap, yeah)

I'm still outside when it's hot (When it's hot)
Play with this and I'ma pop (I'ma pop)
Niggas phony, niggas flop
That's okay, now I'm fucking your bitch
Got a whole lot of money and shit
I be stacking my money like Mitch

Whole lot of hoes, I could fuck them all (Whole lot of hoes, yeah)
I'm bougie, don't shop at the mall (Yeah)
They praying, they want me to fall
Not worried about them at all (Ayy)
I'm in the trap playing with raw
Run off, I'm breaking your jaw
New money, I'm fucking it off
I'm poured up, I'm higher than God
They cap, they all a façade
You know you can't fuck with the mob

I'm trapping, I don't got a job
I'm sliding, just me and my Glock
They waiting, they want me to drop
I'm climbing my way to the top
I'ma just sit back and plot
Whole lot of money, don't know how to spend

Bust it open, baby, bust it (Yeah)
Pull out the stick, they start runnin' (Uh)
Niggas backdoor for that money (Yeah)
Got an AK like I'm Russian (Uh)
She on the Percocet, bustin' (Percocet bustin')
I mix that Wockhardt with Tussion' (Wockhardt with Tussion')
Niggas ain't talking 'bout nothing (Talking 'bout nothing)
Bust it open, baby, bust it
I play with that money a lot (Money a lot)

My whip, a whole lot of guap (Whole lot of guap, yeah)
I'm still outside when it's hot (When it's hot)
Play with this and I'ma pop (I'ma pop)
Niggas phony, niggas flop
That's okay, now I'm fucking your bitch
Got a whole lot of money and shit
I be stacking my money like Mitch

Bust it open, I wanna know if that pussy working
She gon' suck dick for a brand new Birkin (Yeah)
Spot so hot, but I'm serving
Ridin' with uh (Yeah), this shit got me nervous
I pour out the pint but ain't nobody perfect
Bitch, we only fuck if you worth it
Double cup, baby, in love with that purp'
Slide in the drop-top, ride in the vert
Don't give a fuck, hit him where it hurt

Bitch, I'm too geeked, I popped me a Perc' (Yeah)
Whip out blue hundreds, your bitch wanna twerk
I poured a three in a one liter
I gotta flex, I came out the struggle (Yeah)
My killers gon' kill off the muscle (Yeah)
That dog barking, fuck a muzzle (Yeah)
Connected this shit like a puzzle

Bust it open, baby, bust it (Yeah)
Pull out the stick, they start runnin' (Uh)
Niggas backdoor for that money (Yeah)
Got an AK like I'm Russian (Uh)
She on the Percocet, bustin' (Percocet bustin')
I mix that Wockhardt with Tussion' (Wockhardt with Tussion')
Niggas ain't talking 'bout nothing (Talking 'bout nothing)
Bust it open, baby, bust it

I play with that money a lot (Money a lot)
My whip, a whole lot of guap (Whole lot of guap, yeah)
I'm still outside when it's hot (When it's hot)
Play with this and I'ma pop (I'ma pop)
Niggas phony, niggas flop
That's okay, now I'm fucking your bitch
Got a whole lot of money and shit
I be stacking my money like Mitch

Whole lot of hoes, I could fuck them all
They praying, they want me to fall
I'm in the trap playing with raw

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