Buss Down (feat. Tae & Vee) - Baby Apee

I don't brag about the things I do and who I fuck with Had to cut her off and kept it pushin you too much bitch This right here some real gas you can't touch it it's too musty Half these hoes these niggas crying bout they burnt and busted Fuck that pussy nigga so I told him sit the fuck down Bitch I got the sack and I think I'm finna touchdown The whole gang in all black dancing like I'm James Brown Loaded loaded in this bitch I'm lookin for a buss down Girl stop playin I understand what I did to you All that flexin for the gram I ain't did shit to you Ion want a stalker baby I just wanna peak at you And I can't trust a soul baby so I gotta pick and choose She just wanna buss down Sit the fuck down 65 shots We up now They wanna give me a plus now I can't run out of luck now Loaded Loaded Loaded Loaded Loaded Loaded Loaded Loaded I don't brag about the things I do and who I fuck with Had to cut her off and kept it pushin you too much bitch This right here some real gas you can't touch it it's too musty Half these hoes these niggas crying bout they burnt and busted Fuck that pussy nigga so I told him sit the fuck down Bitch I got the sack and I think I'm finna touchdown The whole gang in all black dancing like I'm James Brown Loaded loaded in this bitch I'm lookin for a buss down I don't brag about the things I do and who I fuck with Had to cut her off and kept it pushin you too much bitch This right here some real gas you can't touch it it's too musty Half these hoes these niggas crying bout they burnt and busted Fuck that pussy nigga so I told him sit the fuck down Bitch I got the sack and I think I'm finna touchdown The whole gang in all black dancing like I'm James Brown Loaded loaded in this bitch I'm lookin for a buss down It feel like my heart so froze Round table playin dominos Junkies they gone wipe the bowl Young niggas gone wipe yo nose Fuck that shit go chase a check I'll put Rae on ya neck I'll put a plate on ya neck That's my dawg I ain't talm bout pets I'm lookin for a buss down You get a lil money everybody wanna come round I make all these bitches go wild Soufside Eskimo child I don't brag about the things I do and who I fuck with Had to cut her off and kept it pushin you too much bitch This right here some real gas you can't touch it it's too musty Half these hoes these niggas crying bout they burnt and busted Fuck that pussy nigga so I told him sit the fuck down Bitch I got the sack and I think I'm finna touchdown The whole gang in all black dancing like I'm James Brown Loaded loaded in this bitch I'm lookin for a buss down Girl stop playin I understand what I did to you All that flexin for the gram I ain't did shit to you Ion want a stalker baby I just wanna peak at you And I can't trust a soul baby so I gotta pick and choose

Shit been crazy for us Still gettin' to it Turnin' shit up with the music Whole gang buss Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust 'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done fucked Blow this dick on a hutch Come through, shittin' like Russ Plus I keep an arm like must Big bitch, I'm a star See this plain, flip on a car Fuckin' with this bitch in a bar Send a blitz on a var Bet he won't get to tomorrow Send a nigga shit up to Mars All I need is a car I'll spin that bitch 'til tomorrow Know I got my hands in the dark I ain't never did fraud Already got the address, switch the card How you wanna kill your own partner? I don't need no bars This Wockesha not Par Pull over, fuck her in the car This a Cat not a Track' I done lost it all, then got it back Doggy tellin' me re-rack Man, y'all niggas soft This beef'll walk through the park I do a drill as an artist Know I .55 my target This a locked beef, no bargain Thump a nigga down, don't argue And they been lookin' harder for you I just had to silence the tool Bitch with the Glock, I'm a fool We don't stop slidin' 'til they through I average a minimum two Know it been hard for me Bitch, young turnt shit start with me What would y'all do if I just leave? I just quit Real street nigga, I don't trust no bitch In the Lamb', I'm lit Pour a four in the six Ten bands got him killed, quit playin' I don't got no two step but all my shit dancin' Couple hoes out in France, oui oui It's me and two Pateks when I say I'm three deep Bitch, but fuck all that Good girl at home but I fuck all rats Two Cats, three Tracks and a Maybach Now I'm mean to the-, know they hate that Miss me with that fake rap, know a nigga doin' it Can't take another loss, girly, I'll lose it You love me? Prove it How? Hold a nigga down My mama ever need somethin', do it with a smile I'm your baby true enough but the shit in this town Fuck with a nigga Rob, ayy Been steppin' since kids, yeah Jalen died in '010, yeah That's when shit got real, yeah I'm the shit, nigga, still, yeah Whole gang buss Ain't alot of hoes we gon' lust 'Cause it's a lot of hoes we done fucked Blow this dick on a hutch Come through, shittin' like Russ Plus I keep an arm like must Big bitch, I'm a star See this plain, flip on a car Fuckin' with this bitch in a bar Send a blitz on a var Bet he won't get to tomorrow Send a nigga shit up to Mars