​bussin!

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[Intro] Bussin'! Gravy, Y2K, that's bussin' [Chorus] Said I wasn't gon' hit? Fuck it Gravy always make it rain, buckets Lil' mama said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a, ruckus (yeah) Yoko with the yay? Bussin' Time-piece pink face? Bussin' Chimichurri on the steak? Bussin' And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin' [Verse 1] Shawty said she clean? (huh) Uhhh? Suspect Double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (Rambunctious) Hair? Luscious Said she out my League, but I did her Justice Lil' mama suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (giddy up) I don't play golf, but I stay with the birdies Bitch I'm dumb cold, call me Mr. McFlurry [Pre-Chorus] Said I wasn't gonna hit (Hit, hit, hit, woah) [Chorus] Fuck it Gravy always make it rain, buckets Lil' mama said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a, ruckus (yeah) Yoko with the yay? Bussin' Timе-piece pink face? Bussin' Chimichurri on thе steak? Bussin' And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin' [Verse 2] Ran off with your bitch, I said "vamoose" (poof!) Fresh as hell, always in a tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like Lucky Charms, bitch I got a pot o' loot Fuck that, runway, I wear a Gap Ghostride, one way, Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea, with your love, young chap (Shut the fuck up) [Pre-Chorus] Said I wasn't gonna hit (Hit, hit, hit, woah) [Chorus] Fuck it Gravy always make it rain, buckets Lil' mama said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin' Time-piece pink face? Bussin' Chimichurri on the steak? Bussin' And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'