Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it
Can you buss it down for a real nigga
Yeah, yeah
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with a real one that came from the south
I can stop that talking, put it in your mouth
You say a nigga's cheating, what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back then
You say it again, a nigga walking out
Bitch, I'm your man, no, I'm not your friend
Everything I do, I do it times ten
No, I'm not running around, why you asking
Lately, I've been spiritual, nigga, fasting
No retracting, I am everlasting
Walking down the street, never catch me lacking
She feeling on me, see what I am packing
Working nine to five, nigga, gotta stack it
She sent the address, now I got the action
I'm Mark Morrison, return of the Macken
Counting all this money, I just tell her, cash it
You a bad bitch, why you act ratchet
Why you get savage when I'm just asking
About how long we lasting, why you get mad then
Stay in my lane while I'm counting my hands
You should tap in, that's the latest fashion
You could be trapping while a nigga rapping
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with a real one that came from the south
I can stop that talking, put it in your mouth
You saying, nigga, cheating, what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back then
You say it again, a nigga walking out
Bitch, I'm your man, no, I'm not your friend
We can shoot it like a standoff
You know that you gon' lose it when you can't walk
Have you moving like a noodle with the ranch sauce
You know that's how I do it with my pants off
We gon' make a movie in the bando
No trespassing, but we can go
I'm showing you the picture, call me Van Gogh
We ain't supposed to f*ck, but we can, though
Bend it over, baby, make a scene
I can be the pirate, you the smithereen
I can be the doctor, you the medicine
I can be the AK, you the magazine
You could be my shipper, I can buy a pole
We can ride that highway, I can pay a toll
I can dip you down like an Oreo
When I dick you down, that's how the story goes
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with the real one that came from the south
I can stop that talk and put it in your mouth
You say I'm nigga cheap and what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back
Devonte - Buss It Lyrics
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Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it Buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it, buss it
Can you buss it down for a real nigga
Yeah, yeah
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with a real one that came from the south
I can stop that talking, put it in your mouth
You say a nigga's cheating, what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back then
You say it again, a nigga walking out
Bitch, I'm your man, no, I'm not your friend
Everything I do, I do it times ten
No, I'm not running around, why you asking
Lately, I've been spiritual, nigga, fasting
No retracting, I am everlasting
Walking down the street, never catch me lacking
She feeling on me, see what I am packing
Working nine to five, nigga, gotta stack it
She sent the address, now I got the action
I'm Mark Morrison, return of the Macken
Counting all this money, I just tell her, cash it
You a bad bitch, why you act ratchet
Why you get savage when I'm just asking
About how long we lasting, why you get mad then
Stay in my lane while I'm counting my hands
You should tap in, that's the latest fashion
You could be trapping while a nigga rapping
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with a real one that came from the south
I can stop that talking, put it in your mouth
You saying, nigga, cheating, what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back then
You say it again, a nigga walking out
Bitch, I'm your man, no, I'm not your friend
We can shoot it like a standoff
You know that you gon' lose it when you can't walk
Have you moving like a noodle with the ranch sauce
You know that's how I do it with my pants off
We gon' make a movie in the bando
No trespassing, but we can go
I'm showing you the picture, call me Van Gogh
We ain't supposed to f*ck, but we can, though
Bend it over, baby, make a scene
I can be the pirate, you the smithereen
I can be the doctor, you the medicine
I can be the AK, you the magazine
You could be my shipper, I can buy a pole
We can ride that highway, I can pay a toll
I can dip you down like an Oreo
When I dick you down, that's how the story goes
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with the real one that came from the south
I can stop that talk and put it in your mouth
You say I'm nigga cheap and what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back
Can you buss it down for a real nigga
Yeah, yeah
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with a real one that came from the south
I can stop that talking, put it in your mouth
You say a nigga's cheating, what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back then
You say it again, a nigga walking out
Bitch, I'm your man, no, I'm not your friend
Everything I do, I do it times ten
No, I'm not running around, why you asking
Lately, I've been spiritual, nigga, fasting
No retracting, I am everlasting
Walking down the street, never catch me lacking
She feeling on me, see what I am packing
Working nine to five, nigga, gotta stack it
She sent the address, now I got the action
I'm Mark Morrison, return of the Macken
Counting all this money, I just tell her, cash it
You a bad bitch, why you act ratchet
Why you get savage when I'm just asking
About how long we lasting, why you get mad then
Stay in my lane while I'm counting my hands
You should tap in, that's the latest fashion
You could be trapping while a nigga rapping
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with a real one that came from the south
I can stop that talking, put it in your mouth
You saying, nigga, cheating, what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back then
You say it again, a nigga walking out
Bitch, I'm your man, no, I'm not your friend
We can shoot it like a standoff
You know that you gon' lose it when you can't walk
Have you moving like a noodle with the ranch sauce
You know that's how I do it with my pants off
We gon' make a movie in the bando
No trespassing, but we can go
I'm showing you the picture, call me Van Gogh
We ain't supposed to f*ck, but we can, though
Bend it over, baby, make a scene
I can be the pirate, you the smithereen
I can be the doctor, you the medicine
I can be the AK, you the magazine
You could be my shipper, I can buy a pole
We can ride that highway, I can pay a toll
I can dip you down like an Oreo
When I dick you down, that's how the story goes
Buss it down, baby, buss it down
Make that ass clap like the way it sound
You dealing with the real one that came from the south
I can stop that talk and put it in your mouth
You say I'm nigga cheap and what you talking about
Yeah, I used to do it, but that was back
Writer: Devonte Evans
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