Baby Buss It lyrics

by

D. Savage


[Intro]
(Goodnight, Darkboy)
(It's Don Robb)

[Chorus]
Bust it open, baby, bust it (Yeah)
Pull out the stick, they start runnin' (Uh)
n*ggas 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')
n*ggas 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)
n*ggas phony, n*ggas flop
That's okay, now I'm f*cking your b*tch
Got a whole lot of money and sh*t
I be stacking my money like Mitch

[Verse 1]
Whole lot of hoes, I could f*ck 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 brеaking your jaw
New money, I'm f*cking it off
I'm poured up, I'm highеr than God
They cap, they all a façade
You know you can't f*ck 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
[Chorus]
Bust it open, baby, bust it (Yeah)
Pull out the stick, they start runnin' (Uh)
n*ggas 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')
n*ggas 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)
n*ggas phony, n*ggas flop
That's okay, now I'm f*cking your b*tch
Got a whole lot of money and sh*t
I be stacking my money like Mitch

[Verse 2]
Bust it open, I wanna know if that pus*y working
She gon' suck di*k for a brand new Birkin (Yeah)
Spot so hot, but I'm serving
Ridin' with— uh (Yeah), this sh*t got me nervous
I pour out the pint but ain't nobody perfect
b*tch, we only f*ck 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 f*ck, hit him where it hurt
b*tch, I'm too geeked, I popped me a Perc' (Yeah)
Whip out blue hundreds, your b*tch 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, f*ck a muzzle (Yeah)
Connected this sh*t like a puzzle
[Chorus]
Bust it open, baby, bust it (Yeah)
Pull out the stick, they start runnin' (Uh)
n*ggas 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')
n*ggas 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)
n*ggas phony, n*ggas flop
That's okay, now I'm f*cking your b*tch
Got a whole lot of money and sh*t
I be stacking my money like Mitch

[Outro]
Whole lot of hoes, I could f*ck them all
They praying, they want me to fall
I'm in the trap playing with raw
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