Bustdown Touchdown (Remix) lyrics

by

C.M.L.


[Intro: CML Lavish D & Philthy Rich]
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Wrist game bustdown
b*tch, touchdown
Ayy, it's Philthy, n*gga
Uh-huh, look

[Verse 1: Philthy Rich]
Bustdown, bustdown, interception, touchdown
I don't know who to trust now, a lot of n*ggas sus' now (Uh-uh)
Fagged off quick, now the b*tch on the bus now (Faggot)
A lot of n*ggas sick and a lot of n*ggas hushed now (pus*y)
Took a n*gga main b*tch, he just wanna fuss now (Broke n*gga)
He be on that lame sh*t 'cause she be on my nuts now (b*tch)
Five-o hit the trap, all this dope, I gotta flush down (Thirty-six)
I don't run to Carls, all the knocks ain't gotta rush now (It's Philthy)
Philthy Rich that n*gga, ho, knocked a million dollar ho (I did)
Them suckers wanna holler though, I'm pressing any problem though (Funk or Die)
Designer on my bottom, ho, I come from Top Ramen though (I swear to God)
In the streets, I'm nine and O, I'm passing out all kind of smoke (It's Philthy)

[Chorus: CML Lavish D]
Wrist game bustdown, I just scored a touchdown
Came home balling, I don't know who I can trust now
Shorty broke my heart, I don't know who I can love now
She know I'm thugged out, she in love with a thug now
Wrist game bustdown, I just scored a touchdown
Came home balling, I don't know who I can trust now
Shorty broke my heart, I don't know who I can love now
She know I'm thugged out, she in love with a thug now
[Verse 2: CML Lavish D]
Bustdown wrist watch, Rollie don't tick tock (Nuh-uh)
b*tch, I'm on the tip top (Yeah), f*ck her in my flip flops (Hahaha)
Hey now, say now, ho, come out and play now (Come here, b*tch)
f*ck her with her face down, Big Bank Hank style (Hank)
She know you a b*tch, bro (Yeah), she know I'm the sh*t, bro (Yeah)
Party on the sixth floor (n*gga), bouncin' like a six-four (Oh yeah)
Dreadlocks swangin', bro (Yup), three chains hanging, bro (Bling)
I ain't got to say no more, b*tch, I gotta gang of dough (Bank'd Up)
CML the n*gga, ho (Yeah), I just knocked a n*gga ho (Yup)
Diamonds looking tropical, your baby daddy pitiful (Hahaha)
I just want to hit it, ho, I just want to hit and go (Yeah)
You better pay attention, ho (Huh?), look at me and listen, ho (What else?)

[Chorus: CML Lavish D]
Wrist game bustdown, I just scored a touchdown
Came home balling, I don't know who I can trust now
Shorty broke my heart, I don't know who I can love now
She know I'm thugged out, she in love with a thug now
Wrist game bustdown, I just scored a touchdown
Came home balling, I don't know who I can trust now
Shorty broke my heart, I don't know who I can love now
She know I'm thugged out, she in love with a thug now
Wrist game bustdown, I just scored a touchdown
Came home balling, I don't know who I can trust now
Shorty broke my heart, I don't know who I can love now
She know I'm thugged out, she in love with a thug now
[Outro: CML Lavish D]
Wrist game bustdown
Wrist game bustdown
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