Buss down

Baby tell me can you buss down
Baby tell me can you buss down
She ain't playin when she buss down Both hands when she bust down

Ran up my money I'm whhhilin out To drunk to member what I'm taaalkin

Don't call me cocky My chain cook hibachi This rap shit been mine since I released a track list

Eat her out make her do backflips Whole back twist from the side Hold a hip and the mattress Switch things up
Like the wrong show Search her body like she stolen the remote

Shit get to moving quick like they was on coke
Got her fiend for the next time like she signed j Cole We had pizza wit the motts that was still good cold

Breathin like still need oxygen but im her oxygen tho You "bet not" try to get wreck

Bussdown Baby tell me can you buss down
She ain't playin when she buss down
Both hands when she bust down

Baby tell me can you buss down
Baby tell me can you buss down
She ain't playin when she buss down Both hands when she bust down



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Writer(s): Deandre Harvey
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