Checkin' your reflection and tellin' your best friend | Like, "Girl, I think my butt gettin' big" (oh) | Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it
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Checkin' your reflection and tellin' your best friend | Like, "Girl, I think my butt gettin' big" (oh) | Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it
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Checkin' your reflection and tellin' your best friend Like, "Girl, I think my butt gettin' big" (oh) Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Throw it like a stripper, damn Throw it like a stripper, ayy Throw it like a stripper, damn Turn around and tip her, ayy Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Real slim waist with a body on me God-damn, I'm poppin', I'm hot Real thick bands in a motherfucker pants He was staring from a stance, so I took him to the spot I'on wanna talk, I wanna be in yo' mouth Tell that nigga, "Get out", he ain't packing with a Glock Beggin' for a dance, he ain't even get a chance Threw it back and let it land, ain't no beggin' me to stop, bitch Ate the pussy up on Tuesday Back and the side, yeah, two ways Give me that top like toupée Slurpin' on the pussy like Kool-Aid One don't be enough, I need two baes Nigga down my throat like D'USSÉ Lick all on the tip like brûlée (shit) Nigga, I'ma do whatever you say Now watch me... Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Throw it like a stripper, damn Throw it like a stripper, ayy Throw it like a stripper, damn Turn around and tip her, ayy Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Drop it down low and pick it up, ayy You know I'on ever give a fuck, ayy Nigga lookin' at me in the club, ayy He gon' have to throw a couple dubs, ayy I don't even wanna much talk to the nigga Why he always tryna come and see what's up? Uh Brown liquor all in your cup, ayy Say he wanna put it in my gut, uh Nigga couldn't make it to the club, so I'ma throw it back on FaceTime I'on never be on no Tinder and I'on never be on no Dateline (hell nah) Told me I could have a couple racks, shit Told him I'ma need about eight, nine Got a nigga you ain't never seen yet 'Cause I ain't never wit' him in the daytime Now watch me... Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it Throw it like a stripper, damn Throw it like a stripper, ayy Throw it like a stripper, damn Turn around and tip her, ayy Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Is you fuckin'? Two shots, fuck it
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