bussin (part 2) - ynw juvy lyrics
(verse 1)
who i got to hug?
who i to love?
i just really want a hug
you can really catch this slug
i’ll shoot you in your face
b*tch best not even play cause we gon do this everyday
we be thugging everyday
tryna get it every way
we just tryna get paid
working hard just like a slave
working hard just like a maid
that’s the same sh*t
me and all my n*ggas
n*gga that’s the same sh*t
(chorus)
that’s that gang sh*t
ain’t no switching lane sh*t
still with my same n*ggas that i f*cking came with
why this n*gga talking like he gon do sumn
n*gga play wit us best believe we gon shoot sumn
we gon do sumn
lay your ass down to the floor
lay your ass down to thе floor f*ck n*gga
lay your ass down to the floor f*ck n*gga
we gon lay your p*ssy ass down to the floor n*gga
(vеrse 2)
lay you to the floor
lay you to the floor
bet your ass keep that doe
yeah i’m really kicking doors
jumping through them windows
every type of way i was tryna get paid
on the block selling knicks
then i switched it up to crip
now i’m bagging up dimes
really bagging out a zip
that was about 2015
switch it to the 16
then it came to 17
i’m bagging up a pound now
bagging up a pound now
tryna wrap it round now
tryna make it add up
really tryna get it right
then i had to get a job
got tired of tryna rob
man i had to get it man
really had to get it
(chorus)
that’s that gang sh*t
ain’t no switching lane sh*t
still with my same n*ggas that i f*cking came with
why this n*gga talking like he gon do sumn
n*gga play wit us best believe we gon shoot sumn
we gon do sumn
lay your ass down to the floor
lay your ass down to the floor f*ck n*gga
lay your ass down to the floor f*ck n*gga
we gon lay your p*ssy ass down to the f
(verse 3)
fetty hit the b*tch and he gon drop her off to trill
trill up all night he rolling off a pill
that’s them jiggas n*gga
we be booted everyway
smoke in the cut popping molly everyday
n*ggas know what’s up they know we don’t play
we don’t play no games we ain’t playing 2k
yea what’s up
you know we everyday
me and fetty top in a drop top smoking gas n*gga
smoking gas n*gga
really about a bag n*gga
.40 on my hip best believe my pants gon sag n*gga
i don’t got no socks on in these gucci shoes
i don’t got no socks on in these louis shoes
in these tennis boots
socks to my ankles
babygirl man what’s up you know i got bojangles
got that dope
make your motherf*cking jaws lock hoe
yeah i’m thugging in the f*cking dirty side hoe
(chorus)
that’s that gang sh*t
ain’t no switching lane sh*t
still with my same n*ggas that i f*cking came with
why this n*gga talking like he gon do sumn
n*gga play wit us best believe we gon shoot sumn
we gon do sumn
lay your ass down to the floor
lay your ass down to the floor f*ck n*gga
lay your ass down to the floor f*ck n*gga
we gon lay your p*ssy ass down to the floor n*gga
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