Bust A Move
Say She gonna do it for a new whip
Pop that pussy shake that ass for some new Chips
She fwm cause she Know i'm coolin'
Handsome nigga with the Stunna shades in Some new kicks
I'm a cool kid
Out my zone I gotta step out
Told me pressure gonna make some diamonds That I flex now
Treat her like some cookies only eat it when it's Fresh out
I'm a baller in this court man she know I got the Next down
(Oou)
Feds gon sit me down and ask me questions They don't know I follow codes they don't Know That I'm gonna keep it Mute
Stand on what you say lil nigga
Man you ain't bout that life when I fight all them Niggas get Spooked
Posted with the Uzi on my hip
I'm not a gangster man I handle business
Fwm like KD I'm gon shoot
They be like Deadrick
Boy you capping
They be sleeping they don't see that
I'm the next Tupac I got the juice
They be like deadrick where you From
I'm from Smoketown all my bruddas they get Dumb with the moves
Came up I lived in the Slums
Now I got my instrument you can call It my lil Drum it go boom
Ex gal used to feed me Crumbs
Now I'm eating steak & lobster and my New girl About to slurp me like some Soup
They don't ever wanna shoot the Ones
Line that shit up nigga
Show me what you bumping out ya gums
Bust A Move
I just wanna turn you to my Fan
When Coney Island pop up hope it Turn into Your Jam
Call it Kane it wrap it's hands around Your neck And it go slam
She go constantly keep coming like my Email Filled with Spam
Feel like I'm on Pluto
Old squad they was tripping had to cop Me a new Crew tho
You don't wanna box I switch my hands up like Naruto
Pull up with the top they be like Where the roof Go
You do what you can and I do what I Do
I don't come from Louisiana but you Can get This Boot
I'm a thief in the night pull out my bag And get The loot
Genetics filled with hustlers you can Check my Family Roots
In it just to Win the shit
I don't really give up Fuck
Send screenshot messages
Of niggas trying to set me Up
Niggas hella mad
I'm progressing and they staying Stuck
Niggas screaming Fade
They afraid they never pulling up
The roaches want Raid I get my Choppa and I Spray em up Bitch
Pop that pussy shake that ass for some new Chips
She fwm cause she Know i'm coolin'
Handsome nigga with the Stunna shades in Some new kicks
I'm a cool kid
Out my zone I gotta step out
Told me pressure gonna make some diamonds That I flex now
Treat her like some cookies only eat it when it's Fresh out
I'm a baller in this court man she know I got the Next down
(Oou)
Feds gon sit me down and ask me questions They don't know I follow codes they don't Know That I'm gonna keep it Mute
Stand on what you say lil nigga
Man you ain't bout that life when I fight all them Niggas get Spooked
Posted with the Uzi on my hip
I'm not a gangster man I handle business
Fwm like KD I'm gon shoot
They be like Deadrick
Boy you capping
They be sleeping they don't see that
I'm the next Tupac I got the juice
They be like deadrick where you From
I'm from Smoketown all my bruddas they get Dumb with the moves
Came up I lived in the Slums
Now I got my instrument you can call It my lil Drum it go boom
Ex gal used to feed me Crumbs
Now I'm eating steak & lobster and my New girl About to slurp me like some Soup
They don't ever wanna shoot the Ones
Line that shit up nigga
Show me what you bumping out ya gums
Bust A Move
I just wanna turn you to my Fan
When Coney Island pop up hope it Turn into Your Jam
Call it Kane it wrap it's hands around Your neck And it go slam
She go constantly keep coming like my Email Filled with Spam
Feel like I'm on Pluto
Old squad they was tripping had to cop Me a new Crew tho
You don't wanna box I switch my hands up like Naruto
Pull up with the top they be like Where the roof Go
You do what you can and I do what I Do
I don't come from Louisiana but you Can get This Boot
I'm a thief in the night pull out my bag And get The loot
Genetics filled with hustlers you can Check my Family Roots
In it just to Win the shit
I don't really give up Fuck
Send screenshot messages
Of niggas trying to set me Up
Niggas hella mad
I'm progressing and they staying Stuck
Niggas screaming Fade
They afraid they never pulling up
The roaches want Raid I get my Choppa and I Spray em up Bitch
Credits
Writer(s): Deadrick Rydell Douglas
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