Dusse

I told her slick give me a run
One two three four one
I got one two three four one
Ay record spins like running man lets run it
Gotta get this changed to all ones
That's five thousand yea nigga can you count
And I'm in this bitch now we gon' have some fun
I'm like hold that bitch I'm also in a wave
Don't try to frisk me nigga what y'all gotta say
Yeah Dusse, we don't do this everyday
No we don't, but she gon' drop it, drop it
The whole club get lit
All the bad bitties drop it to the floor
We poppin' Dusse in the VIP
Now what you think I got that for
Do it for the clubs, for the shows
Walked into my section
What the fuck is that smell
Pulling on that skunk
I'm like bitch now don't tell
She dancing with her friends throwing hunnits in the wind
She caught a contact and I swear she touched the ceiling, whoa
She get so high then she slide down the pole
I'm so gone out this bitch cuz it's so potent
All that ass be muh-fucking poking
Told her stop playing keep it pouring

Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya
Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya

It's for certain
I got you nervous
But you flirting
Tryna find the liquid courage
To calm her nerves
Cause she neva met a nigga that could be this fly
Got her working for the pipe like plumbers overtime
But I'm amazed at how you gliding down that pole
She threw a line like can I book you for a show
I told her 250 that's just to hit the road
Or you can show me how you earned that honor roll
Ok we laughed and then we hit the vip
That POV make me feel like the MVP
This shit wilder than 2000's MTV
Got me thinking why the hell I'd want to leave when I see
Her pop that left cheek right cheek both cheeks
That excites me
All that cake look like it's ready for some icing
Got me thinking I should be in this bitch nightly
Now do wifey while I just sip the

Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya
Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya

Drop them draws baby
Back it up
Bring it up
You like my sauce baby
Dripping down
Lick it up
See I'm a star baby
I lay the bread
Soak it up
Get all the gravy
Get all the gravy
No ass as hot as this
A hippopotamus
Thighs so thick its
P p p-preposterous
What's the cost of this
Runners dash for this
Bitches dance to this
Mommas prayed for this
Dummies worship this
Cash look at that ass
When you drop it in location
Get a standing ovation
Move your body with patience
I give your body sensations
Dusse swag is on spaceships
Private room motivation
More glasses of J shit
I like them tall I like them short
I like them all
I like all sorts
Money falls
Money balls
You pick it up
Like its a sport
Bitch I call her lil hoe
The way she working that pole
Ima get back my dough
Unless she twerk it some more
Unless she

Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya
Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya

Dripping so much
Feel like Bobby bouchée
All that shit talk
Like a 2 way
Hell yea that's ya girl but she on me like a groupie
Ordered couple bottles and she dropped it for
The Dusse
The Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do yuh

Dusse, Dusse
Dusse
The Dusse will do ya



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Writer(s): Stephen Moodie
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