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reason - bussin! (wb pt. 2) كلمات الأغنية

[intro: reason]
thank you, once again
stop playin’ with me
[?], my brother
pay me my motherf_ckin’ money
woah, look

[chorus: reason]
far as love go, n_gga, ain’t got no suspects
buss down wrist, buss a b_tch and i buss checks
i’m bussin’, bussin’
ayy, ayy, ayy, b_tch, i’m bussin’ (b_tch, i’m bussin’)
copped the ap, that sh_t came with a freak b_tch (han)
ritz, top floor, only time i’m on some sweet sh_t (han)
land so many shots, wonder if they playin’ defense (han)

[verse 1: reason]
look, take the rap game, make it secret
that just mean i keep it
ahead of my time so far it ain’t nothin’ recent
love my city, loyal to the sea, man, i’m jumpin’ off the deep end
i’m bussin’, bussin’
yeah, ayy, b_tch, i’m bussin’
i can’t play the back, that’s what my pride do (pride do)
she gon’ pull up tryna give me iq (i know she is)
came from the dirt, feel like a fossil
success up in the air and in my nostrils (woah)
crib look like a brothel (woah)
gang sh_t, i pulled up with apostles
host for when hospitality turn into hostile
a n_gga first put that on the gospel, more paper than a novel
(i’m bussin’, bussin’, bussin’)
[chorus: reason & ray vaughn]
ayy, ayy, far as love go, n_gga, ain’t got no suspects (vaughn)
buss down wrist, buss a b_tch and i buss checks (ayy)
good weed, break a b_tch down, leave her upset (ayy, look)
i’m bussin’

[verse 2: ray vaughn]
hey, i’m bussin’ down the vvs, i’m walkin’ w
f_ck the teacher ’cause i learned more from the substitute
my dream was to f_ck my favorite actress, now it’s comin’ true
wild wild west so i’m know to keep a gun or two (a gun or two)
they don’t know about this n_gga, i’m like jon b (or john wayne)
murder with this ink and my b_tch look like ashanti (ja rule)
if she find another n_gga, still won’t ever find peace (never find peace)
i push dog food, but in that kitchen like an auntie
i drag sh_t like homecomin’, when them hoes comin’?
i be in the streets like road runnin’, let me hold somethin’
talkin’ crazy, take his soul from him
give him a gold for me
feds comin’, i don’t know nothin’, i don’t know nothin’, b_tch
stupid n_gga, it’s cool, i got all kind of class (buss it, buss it)
y’all run on sentences, where your commas at?
i go on y’all instagram when i’m tryna laugh
used to be a bum, now i walk up in a condo back, i’m bussin’

[chorus: ray vaughn]
ayy, ayy, ayy, far as love goes, it ain’t n0body i can trust yet
i don’t wanna hear no bullsh_t about who up next
i buss down a brick, pluss a b_tch and i buss checks
i’m bussin’

- reason

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