Bussin Lyrics - Singles - Sir Michael Rocks

Six 

Duck ass, jive ass, turkey ass 

Fraud ass, dog ass, lyin' ass 

Clown ass, punk ass, mark ass, bitch ass 

Niggas 

Don't try to play me man, cause I ain't with that shit 

Slobbin' on my knob, my name she can't forget 

Bussin', man bussin' 

Bussin', man it's bussin' 

Bussin', man bussin' 

Bussin', man we bussin' 

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Man you trippin' niggas love it when I gas up 

I cross my heart and hope to live through the bad stuff 

Now lift your shirt, I wanna see your rib 

That pussy fat what you be feeding it? I'm back up on the scene again 

You never catch me lacking, never happen, never will 

You put that pussy on the pedestal and pet it still 

You got the game wrong, you need to brainstorm 

I'm on a campaign, titties and champagne with us 

If you ever see us poppin' in yo section 

Big ass diamond ring but I ain't pop a bitch the question, huh 

She say she wit the shits 

If you by yourself I ain't wit that shit 

I ain't wit that shit, I ain't wit that shit 

I ain't wit that shit, I ain't wit that shit 

I ain't wit that shit, I ain't wit that shit 

In case you forget, I ain't wit that shit 

Photos 

Baby girl, fell in love wit the whip game 

Type of money make a young chick go insane 

Jacket fifteen hundred, get it when I want it 

Spend it cause I got it, smash it in the morning 

She know I'm the prince of the west side 

It gas her up, yet she leave with her head high 

Japanese denim, yea I'm wit it 

European whippin' 

I look like I could be from somewhere overseas 

Get down on your knees 

You messin' with some cool kids slash niggas from the streets 

That mean don't play no games 

Don't waste my time 

Don't say no names 

Timb boots with the sweatpants, do the jet dance 

Used to call us monkeys, now they call me Bape man 

Suzy, Anna gold chains like I'm MC Hammer 

Chicken shack on Burban St. out in Louisiana 

Paid dues, I just rep where I was raised fool 

Lame dudes duplicate my wave like a wave pool 

Stay solid, gold teeth with the 12 solids 

White and yellow gold, it look crazy when I'm smilin' 

Barney's shoppin', Marcelo coppin' 

What you think I'm fallin' off, it's not an option 

Me and Mikey know we not straight outta Compton 

But we some niggas with some attitudes about to profit 

Ya heard me