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busta rhymes - a** on your shoulders lyrics
(people talking)
(hook: kokane)
likes to go, eventual
lead you home, come inside
why you got your -ss on your shoulders
now, tryin’ to spit at a b-tch
i lead inside
why you got your -ss on your shoulders
(busta rhymes)
yeah b-tch put on an outfit, dazzle ya hair
come in the club fit to take you home and frazzle the hair
b-tch understand i must have got a handle in here
why you open up ya -ss and let me travel in there
create a scandal in there
don’t talk, let me pull it out to add another angle in there
let me ride the back of yo -ss like a camel in there
p-ssy hot like she lit a f-ckin’ candle in there
remember i was tryin’ to get my drink in the slot
and you was same girl actin’ all stinkin’ the spot
it was funny how i thought i wasted breath on the broad
a friend couldn’t find her cause shorty left with the god
and then i took her back to the crib, you can figure it out
i’m diggin’ it out with the d-ck in her mouth
get cha’ homegirl to come start l!ckin’ ya out
and swingin’ about until i start kickin’ em’ out
because ya…
(hook: kokane)
(busta rhymes)
i’m sayin’ she f-ck a n-gga like she want the god to lay in a he-rs-
makin’ me curse, hope you relate to my verse
and what be makin’ it worse
that they be the same b-tches frontin’ like they wasn’t with it at first
actin’ too good for n-ggas with your -ss on your shoulders
but now you’ll be f-ckin’ a n-gga till he fall in a coma
i remember how you acted in the front of ya friends
as i remember now you give me head in front of my benz
so now i’m smackin’ it up, while you backin’ it up
with a car load of b-tches now i’m packin’ it up
now ya whole crew comin’ and we whackin’ em’ up
let me beat the p-ssy till i start blackin’ it up
got b-tches diggin’ in my back scratchin’ it up
got em’ screamin’ shatterin’ gl-ss crackin’ it up
get cha’ homegirl to come start l!ckin’ ya out
-ss swingin’ about till i start kickin’ em’ out
because ya…
(hook: kokane)
(busta rhymes)
sayin’ in ya crib gettin’ ya sh-t right sprayin’ yourself
with perfume that mean the dude start playin’ yourself
ya too fly to let ya friends know ya lovin’ a n-gga
so instead ya front like you ain’t really f-ckin’ a n-gga
but still i really love to sit on my dough
and there’s nothin’ i love when ya keep ya sh-t on the low
get cha’ homegirl to come start l!ckin’ ya out
-ss swingin’ about till i start kickin’ em’ out
because ya…
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