Bitch Im Bussin

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[Intro] (Hehe, clip the mic, hehe) Got a big head, this motherfucker, cause I think a lot Let me move all this money Be kicking all that money around, ya feel me? Yeah, uh [Verse] Now the liquor got me twisted, uh .45, pop shot, yeah, lift you up On a Richter scale, nigga, never Never been off basic Earthquake all day Pull the strap like Matrix Now you looking all scared Cause you live off ace Move into a group home Bum off placement Ridin' better I don't know who's shamin' Fuck a dollar, man, nigga Man, give me your chain Just for your necklace, bitch I'll leave you brainless Now the cops say All dope dealers is anus Black man Live off pain And you gotta dodge bullets Ain't no PE training Tell all my haters You can kiss my anus Niggas ro— I roast beef like Angus Daddy had a whole car He made me, pavement Never sh— Lord pussy, the dog mouth The splash kush know Not to come in the dog's house Niggas watching Birdman The long route Stay that sh— Tooken the long route I stopped playing with that sh— My song's out Now I gotta catch the hook, nigga, like bus pass Plus I'm in the fuck class Living life, man, you can't hold me down I just want to spread love 'Cause I make mistakes I can't lie to the people and look in your face My heart too real 'cause my blood is pumpin' Feeling kinda itchy, finna dump somethin' Real talk, man, I keep it lit bitch, I'm ready, it's nothin' Lil B, I been ready for somethin' I been ready cause I'm outchea, outchea, thuggin' Hustlin', bussin', bussin', bussin' Ba-ba-ba, ha, bussin' Chwp chwp chwp Chwp chwp chwp chwp chwp Bitch I'm bussin' Ba-ba-ba Chwp chwp chwp Bitch I'm bussin' Ch-chwchw-chw-ch-pa-pa Bitch I'm bussin' Ch-chwchw-chw-ch-pa-pa Bitch I'm bussin'
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- Lil B