BUSS !T DOWN (feat. ATM, Bigboa & Red-Aux)

Tell your friend we can bust a move Get into the flow, get into the groove
Yeah, she love my style, I be stoopid smooth Oh, bust it down
Oh, oh, bust it down Oh, oh, touch the crown
Oh, oh, she gettin' down Hold up, she gettin' down
Give a fuck if lil' baby been around Yes, sir, ski
Pull up to your motherfuckin' town and we splurging
Audemar bitch wanna link I had her to pink
Her last nigga pockets on sink But she want that Gucci and Prada
Oh, my mama, look, baby, this not what you think
But I can still buy you a drink And I can still get you a mink
And I do not gotta make no sudden move bet your eyes spin around like a rink
Yeah, what you wanna do? Tell your friend we can bust some balls
Get into the flow, get into the groove Yeah, she love my style, I be stupid smooth
Oh, bust it down Oh, oh, bust it down
Oh, oh, touch the crown Oh, oh, she gettin' down
Yeah, how's it workin'? My bitch do whatever I say
And I ain't never bought no Birkin' That's my shawty for certain
We been gettin' dirty since niggas was teens Gotta protect that bitch by any means
All of her exes, them niggas was peons Hit from the back, she gon' sing like Giveon
Yeah, fuckin' the only thing me and her ever agree on
You know what we on, I gotta lock down like Dion
She got the walls you would hang a degree on
I know you can read through the lines Me and her never is reading the room
Cause I went too freaky, she reading my mind Still when she call, I'm hittin' decline
I gotta keep her on her toes Can't let her know she got me by the nose
Yeah, won't keep him chasin', gotta stay on go Drop that bitch, you gotta stay froze
To keep that bitch, so many hoes out here on the move
Told her pick one, she said done She slide up like, what you wanna do
Yeah, what you wanna do? Tell your friend we can bust some moves
Get into the flow, get into the grove Yeah, she love my style, I be stupid smooth
Oh, oh, bust it down Oh, oh, bust it down
Oh, oh, touch the crown Oh, oh, she get it down
Yeah, bitches be callin' me I pick up my phone, she got a nice tone
She move with the urgency She give me some dome, then leave me alone
When I'm countin' green Pass it to the team, Alley Oop
Yeah, too many oohs He had a chance, that he blew
She over here fuckin' with me, but the way that she move
He don't have a clue, this nigga confused Don't know what he see
Muhammad Ali, I float like a butterfly, sting like a bee
Yeah, what you wanna do? Tell your friend we can bust a move
Get into the flow, get into the groove Yeah, she love my style, I be stupid smooth
Oh, oh, bust it down Oh, oh, bust it down
Oh, oh, touch the crown Oh, oh, she get it down