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bust down - eva shaw lyrics

[intro]
bust down
eva shaw on the daw
buss buss buss buss
buss buss buss down buss

[chorus: kris the $pirit]
buss it buss it
bust down my cross, oh my god
floss like a boss in that porsche
buss it buss it
bust down my b*tch she so gorgeous
throw that ass back, nice performance
buss it buss it
throw that ass back
make it clap
no r&b this that trap
buss it buss it
so hard, no keys this that crack
[verse 1: fedd the god]
n*gga, they want that north side sh*t
bust down my wrist, what it cost me
neck wearing all ice, sydney crosby
plug just touched down so he tossed me (h*llo)
20 white bricks in the car seat
these n*ggas is snitching, thats where they lost me
these n*ggas is hating, thats where they lost me
i got bad b*tches, they bossy
i got bad b*tches in the lobby
freak hoes calling me papi (much)
i’m that n*gga don’t knock me
google me baby i’m poppin

[verse 2: fedd the god & kris the $pirit]
throw that ass nice performance
my meat on her grill like george forman’s
i got mad b*tch like mormons
codeine, i’m asleep now i’m snoring
i cannot f*ck with dem boys
they not about it of course
your biddy just hollered i’m
getting her moist
the way that i’m dripping i really didn’t give her a choice
get a divorce
kim k, meek mill
big bank, big wheels, came along way from
that dank fish scaled
[chorus: kris the $pirit]
buss it buss it
bust down my cross, oh my god
floss like a boss in that porsche
buss it buss it
bust down my b*tch she so gorgeous
throw that ass back, nice performance

[verse 3: reeves junya]
these n*ggas move donnie brasco
no hoes like johnny bravo
where he come from, what he got on
b*tch i look like i just hit the lotto
switching hoes up, switching time zones
b*tch i’m froze up, these ain’t rind stones
this a trophy, this a milestone
paint a picture, i’m the rap picasso
this isn’t personal, water round my neck
your b*tch getting thirstier
just give her d*ck, no i don’t got a purse for you
ain’t eva shaw then i don’t got a verse for you
ain’t trying to work with you
i ain’t even done, shorty think she bad and i ain’t even come
send me all them texts and i ain’t reading one
send me all them texts and i ain’t reading none
n*ggas try to bring me down then bring me up
then they see me out they try to mediate
this is the reason why we don’t believe ya
you a p*ssy off of social media
wowwww
[chorus: kris the $pirit]
buss it buss it
bust down my cross, oh my god
floss like a boss in that porsche
buss it buss it
bust down my b*tch she so gorgeous
throw that ass back, nice performance
nice performance

[verse 4: kris the $pirit]
throw that ass back
make it clap
no r&b this that trap
so hard, no keys this that crack
no narcs these n*ggas moving like rats

[outro]
buss buss buss down
buss buss
buss buss down
eva shaw on the daw

- eva shaw lyrics

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