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 #

buss it - syx lit lyrics

[chorus: syx lit]
tell that b*tch buss it their ain’t no discussion
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
tell that b*tch buss it their ain’t no discussion
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin

[verse 1: syx lit]
b*tch it ain’t nothing their ain’t no discussion gotta keep it playa bout or don’t be coming
rollie on the wrist and that sh*t so iced out
patek on the fit ain’t no way that b*tch spazzed out
don’t be playing games with these b*tches i just run it up
if you ain’t dropping hints about me ain’t no catching up
cause you n*ggas be p*ssy when a n*gga say he gunning up
you n*ggas be scary when you see me why you backing up
p*ssy ass n*ggas ain’t like that why you sending shots about me n*gga you ain’t like that
internet for p*ssies little n*gga why you type that
all you n*ggas p*ssy to me i could never write back
b*tch just send the addy no i ain’t your daddy i be in the mall with em trick em like they granny
b*tch don’t gotta ask me f*ck em in the backseat
f*cking them so good that them b*tches wanna @ me yeah

[chorus: syx lit
tell that b*tch buss it their ain’t no discussion
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
tell that b*tch buss it their ain’t no discussion
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it
why they keep playing with me like it ain’t nothin
[verse 2: syx lit]
b*tch it ain’t nothing i just what i want to b*tch your p*ssy still stank i could smell it when you walk though
i think your p*ssy need popree n*ggas not feeling me
i just shake them haters off me n*ggas goofy ion understand
i’m a boss ass n*ggas and then n*ggas fans
got her sipping on champagne and she rocking a mask all these n*ggas ain’t my homies i rather get to this bag uh
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it
tell that b*tch buss it tell that b*tch buss it

- syx lit lyrics

Random Song Lyrics :

Popular