BUSHY B INTERLUDE

Bottles popping, bottles popping
Drinkin', so faded, drinkin', so faded
Bottles popping, bottles popping
Drinkin', so faded, drinkin', so faded

Now you wanna fuck at the wrong timing
But you wasn't here when I was grinding
Now you wanna talk 'cause the boy shining
Just because you fine, you don't get the finest
Me getting money, what I understood
You was doing nothin', I did what I could
At first you was saying that I wasn't hood
Since a nigga moved, now I'm Hollywood

Popping (Popping), popping (popping)
Popping, bra shit, topless (Uh)
In the drop, it's topless (Uh)
Bands and panties dropping

Popping (Popping), popping (popping)
Popping, bra shit, topless (Uh)
In the drop, it's topless (Uh)
Bands and panties dropping



Credits
Writer(s): Isaac John D De Bonis, Michael John Mule, Denzel Rae Don Curry, Lavares Joseph
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