a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

busta rhymes - beach ball (sped up) كلمات الأغنية

[chorus: bia]
cartier frames with the gucci flip flops (sho’)
blowin’ money fast, man, i’ma be rick ross (hitmaka)

[verse 1: bia]
uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks
b_tch ride the boat like it’s a seesaw
check your bags and your p_ssy, girl, ‘fore you depart (ho)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
dolce & gabanna, spoil him in neiman marcus (whoa)
b_tch pull the top down, why you keep coughin’? (brrt)
put her in the ocean, bet she suck a beach ball (ball)
hoes movin’ up and down, seesaw (saw)
give me backshots, now it’s back to dr (yup)
fly you out to pr, can’t put you in no dior (d)
look into my eyes, you could tell i want a d_boy (d)
poppin’ wheelies on the d_ck, he thinkin’ i’m from b_more (skrrt)
we should’ve been friends, but i know you wanna be more (hey)
touched my first m, n_ggas know i gotta see more (sheesh)
seen that n_gga in my ends and you know i had to detour (gee)
flew in first class just to sit up by the seashore (sheesh)
you can’t f_ck me in no g4

[chorus: bia]
cartier frames with the gucci flip flops (bust)
blowin’ money fast, man, i’ma be rick ross (bia, bia)
[verse 2: busta rhymes]
look, see, i inflated the plot
ever since the day of crack sales, i upgraded the block, n_gga (ho)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
louis and that gucci make her bug and birk’ed often (ho)
drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin’
waterfallin’, suckin’ on these beach b_lls (whoa)
and all these b_tches walkin’ ’round me, talkin’ ’bout, “i miss ya” (saw)
never kiss ’em, but i always hit ’em back to dr (yup)
shorty, yes, i see ya, who the f_ck you thinkin’ we are? (gee)
think you ’bout to come up? see, them thoughts, you better ignore
f_ck you think you’re foolin’ tryna come off like a sweetheart?
think we more than homies? you’s a motherf_ckin’— (hey)
f_ck these records up in ways you’ve never seen it before them (gee)
bustin’ everybody ass on records when i record ’em (gee)
light shinin’, n_gga lookin’ at me like, “is he god?” (hey)
make sure you end your sh_t when we start

[chorus]
cartier frames with the gucci flip flops(sho’)
blowin’ money fast, man, i’ma be rick ross (ross)

[outro: bia, busta rhymes & bia & busta rhymes]
uh, tell these hoes to kick rocks (yeah)
b_tch ride the boat like it’s a seesaw (yup)
check your bags and your p_ssy, girl, ‘fore you depart (ho)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
louis and that gucci make her bug and birk’ed often (ho)
drag me to a dressing room and give me top until she coughin’ (cough)
waterfallin’, suckin’ on these beach b_lls
and all these b_tches walkin’ ’round me, talkin’ ’bout, “i miss ya” (sho’)
give me backshots, now it’s back to dr

- busta rhymes

كلمات أغنية عشوائية

كلمات الأغاني الشهيرة