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lil uzi vert - bussin' كلمات أغنية

[intro]
yeah, yeah
yeah, yeah
yeah, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’ (ayy, brandon, man, you do that?)
i just popped some x, b_tch, i’m bussin’ (yeah)

[chorus]
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’ (yeah)
i’m so 1600, i’ll k!ll my own cousin (1600)

[refrain]
out of my mind, b_tch, i’m all about money (out of my mind)
b_tch, i’m too geeked, i can’t feel in my stomach (b_tch, i’m too geeked)

[verse 1]
f_cked on your b_tch, put my d_ck in her stomach
d_ck in her throat ’til that b_tch gotta vomit (eugh)
front thirty clip to my boys, they gon’ drum it
high in the party from start ’til it’s dimmin’ (woah)
f_ck on your b_tch from the back, use my thumb (woah)
i’m out of breathe, might invest in a lung (how?)
make her lean back like fat joe, eat my son
pockets real fat, yeah, they look like big pun (woo)
oh, are you serious? still sucked my d_ck on your period (your period)
these are commas, not no periods
how you so broke but so arrogant? (how?)
chrome heart my jeans, no amiri, b_tch
step on the beat, watch the way that i’m k!llin’ it
pull up the lamb’ and i’m high, i’m still steerin’ it
i pop a—i pop a—i pop a—yeah (yeah)
diamonds my neck and these motherf_ckers clear
f_ck is a airport? we go to the clear
jump on the jet and my diamonds, they emeralds
no, they not baguettes, i got a choppa, come straight from tibet
talkin’ ’bout money, boy, what is the bet? (money)
b_tch, i’m from philly but still screamin’, “slatt” (woah)
i feel bad for the people that, um, slide
now that i’m rich, your b_tch_ass could still rest (ayy)
i can feel this pill just all in my chest
i can feel this just all in my head
i’ma pop this pill until i get old
i’ma pop this pill until go dead (rockstar)
money, i swear that it’s covered in mold
so much snow on me, you might need a sled
i swear i had to go right in my mode
money is blue and my team is all red (yeah, set her)
[chorus]
bussin’, bussin’ (woo), bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’ (yeah)
i’m so 1600, i’ll k!ll my own cousin

[reprise]
so much money, won’t ask back if i front it
n_gga, you hate it but your b_tch, she love it
pull up—blrrt, my boy knock you off
gave him a check, he don’t need it at all

[verse 2]
shot that boy once, he ain’t breathin’ at all (baow)
pull up the audi, it’s fast, got the nos
all my boys they be muslim, but my jeans got the cross
when i wear those i gotta say, “inshallah”
know the opps mad, i know they miss their dog
i’m back on tour, i’m not even involved
ooh, that’s no kizzy (no kizzy), yeah, don’t make me call stizzy, yeah (yeah)
we around in the bity like we don’t got no opps all in our city
super strapped up, you can’t do me like biggie
no body shot, gave that boy, um, a wiggy
beat up her p_ssy, turn her to a kitty
i paid the high, but we need it for low
i got a plug that’s from, um, mexico
get on the docks, it came in from the boat
my chain is shinin’, i got it from elliot
no, i did not get this sh_t, um, from joe
i said, 1_6 to 30 block stick to the code
don’t trust anybody but sk the bro
i got a sk, a ak draco, i just made five_hunnid straight from a show
i just made two_hunnid_fifty a feature
i turnt a good girl just straight to a eater
every song i make, this sh_t is a heater
i got the sauce, the bread, the cheese
my italian b_tch said that i could make peace
told my b_tch, i’m the devil, her dad is a preacher
she pull my shirt, she keep rippin’ my beater
i put five holes right here in my two_seater, i’m geeked, b_tch (ayy, brandon, man, you do that? skrrt)
[chorus]
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’ (yeah)
i’m so 1600, i’ll k!ll my own cousin (1600)

[refrain]
out of my mind, b_tch, i’m all about money (out of my mind)
b_tch, i’m too geeked, i can’t feel in my stomach (b_tch, i’m too geeked)

[chorus]
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’
bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’, bussin’ (yeah)

[reprise]
so much money, won’t ask back if i front it
n_gga, you hate it but your b_tch, she love it
pull up—blrrt, my boy knock you off
gave him a check, he don’t need it at all

- lil uzi vert

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