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Stayin' Bust Down (feat. Derek King, Dom B & Bobby Swank) Video (MV)






Rgm2x - Stayin' Bust Down (feat. Derek King, Dom B & Bobby Swank) Lyrics




Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No

Stay bust down like I'm supposed to
All this ice, I be lookin like a froze cube
Your other nigga didn't know, let me coach you
I be goin super saiyan call me Goku
Is this diamonds, are they water boy I can't tell
Jet ski in the water, watch me fish tail
All this bread in my pocket, it's a bake sale
Exclusive nigga baby hit me on my email
Girl you know I'm bout checks
Young nigga I don't like disrespect
Intimidating niggas know I'm a threat
Big man in the post guard net
Ooo
Baby gonna love me long time
Real nigga, baby girl I'm in my prime
With me girl you know you gon shine
Need you baby imma claim all night
Ohh

Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No

Stay Bust Down like ya want to
Staring at you girl oouuuu that's a bold move
Looking for the best girl let me show you
Poppin bottles, Lots of models, baby come Thru
Dream team here, yeah we stay winning
Cashing big checks, money stay printing
Staring at ya boy, cuz she know I'm fly Diamonds on my wrist
Yeah it caught her eye

My team is so nice
You know I'm right
Talking to me here like I'm suppose to care
You wanna leave ima oh well
Just move with it
I'm thru with it
Bobby Brown talking like don't be cruel with It
Ima be cruel with it
I can't wait till they see this
RGM and DomB on the remix

Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No

She just wanna get a mention
Tryna at me on the gram for attention
Bad bitch, had to put her in detention
F*ck it up, f*ck it up with your bestfriend Yeah
I keep scoring like the end zone
But I never wife a hoe I put em in the Friend zone
F*ck it up, yeah all my parties poppin
Gold watch on my wrist, what I'm coppin
Uh
From socal to the bay girl, I'm drippen
All this water on my neck but I ain't slippen
Turn a 20 to a hunnid, we be flippin
Your man needs to tie his shoes cuz he be Trippen
I got the juice, bitches slurp me like I'm Minute maid
I'm in the coupe, see you lurkin cuz I'm Getting paid
Stacking all these bands thinkin I was Rubber maid
F*ck her so good, now she need a Gatorade
Money moves with my crew, don't get it Mixed up
A V R L I'll never switch up
Gotta thank God cuz I'm getting love now
2 steppin to my song up in this club now

I was gonna put you on, you don't deserve Me
I remember when these bitches used To curve me
Said I was gonna put you on, I'm speakin past tense
Now when these bitches hit me up I'm the one curvin

Stay bust down put it on me
Cute face thick waist she got body
Bobby Swank yea you know that's what they call me
Throw a couple ones all these bitches on me

Everywhere I go got em all dripped up
Gotcha leakin puddles girl pick ya jaw up
Pourin henny on her body outta red cup
Shinin brighter than a star getcha bands up

Uhh now im speedin like a nascar
Seated inna spaceship this ain't a Jaguar
No financin buy it cash how I'm flexin
Witcha girl dancin I just be finessin

I just got a couple bands six figures
Shawty gettin thicker while my checks gettin bigger
Ran thru her quick cause I got my cash up
If you want her back boy you better stand up

Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No
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Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No

Stay bust down like I'm supposed to
All this ice, I be lookin like a froze cube
Your other nigga didn't know, let me coach you
I be goin super saiyan call me Goku
Is this diamonds, are they water boy I can't tell
Jet ski in the water, watch me fish tail
All this bread in my pocket, it's a bake sale
Exclusive nigga baby hit me on my email
Girl you know I'm bout checks
Young nigga I don't like disrespect
Intimidating niggas know I'm a threat
Big man in the post guard net
Ooo
Baby gonna love me long time
Real nigga, baby girl I'm in my prime
With me girl you know you gon shine
Need you baby imma claim all night
Ohh

Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No

Stay Bust Down like ya want to
Staring at you girl oouuuu that's a bold move
Looking for the best girl let me show you
Poppin bottles, Lots of models, baby come Thru
Dream team here, yeah we stay winning
Cashing big checks, money stay printing
Staring at ya boy, cuz she know I'm fly Diamonds on my wrist
Yeah it caught her eye

My team is so nice
You know I'm right
Talking to me here like I'm suppose to care
You wanna leave ima oh well
Just move with it
I'm thru with it
Bobby Brown talking like don't be cruel with It
Ima be cruel with it
I can't wait till they see this
RGM and DomB on the remix

Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No

She just wanna get a mention
Tryna at me on the gram for attention
Bad bitch, had to put her in detention
F*ck it up, f*ck it up with your bestfriend Yeah
I keep scoring like the end zone
But I never wife a hoe I put em in the Friend zone
F*ck it up, yeah all my parties poppin
Gold watch on my wrist, what I'm coppin
Uh
From socal to the bay girl, I'm drippen
All this water on my neck but I ain't slippen
Turn a 20 to a hunnid, we be flippin
Your man needs to tie his shoes cuz he be Trippen
I got the juice, bitches slurp me like I'm Minute maid
I'm in the coupe, see you lurkin cuz I'm Getting paid
Stacking all these bands thinkin I was Rubber maid
F*ck her so good, now she need a Gatorade
Money moves with my crew, don't get it Mixed up
A V R L I'll never switch up
Gotta thank God cuz I'm getting love now
2 steppin to my song up in this club now

I was gonna put you on, you don't deserve Me
I remember when these bitches used To curve me
Said I was gonna put you on, I'm speakin past tense
Now when these bitches hit me up I'm the one curvin

Stay bust down put it on me
Cute face thick waist she got body
Bobby Swank yea you know that's what they call me
Throw a couple ones all these bitches on me

Everywhere I go got em all dripped up
Gotcha leakin puddles girl pick ya jaw up
Pourin henny on her body outta red cup
Shinin brighter than a star getcha bands up

Uhh now im speedin like a nascar
Seated inna spaceship this ain't a Jaguar
No financin buy it cash how I'm flexin
Witcha girl dancin I just be finessin

I just got a couple bands six figures
Shawty gettin thicker while my checks gettin bigger
Ran thru her quick cause I got my cash up
If you want her back boy you better stand up

Told this bitch stop cappin
Started f*cking with me all because of Rappin
All up on me
And she wanna be my main chick
No
I ain't f*ckin with no fake bitch
Yeah
Young boy, ooo I'm flexin
Bottle service in the VIP section
Iced out drip, feelin so wavy
Yeah
Never let a bitch play me
No
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Writer: Bobby Alvarez, Derek King, Dominic Stewart, Robert Garcia
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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