Bushido Brown
Sumo Sleek
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Woah, Bushido Brown Ah, damn, I was afraid of this Who's Bushido Brown A bonafide bad motherfucker, that's who Yeah, yeah SUMO What now Kickin' shit out like Bushido Brown I'm big-headed like I'm Oscar Proud Put it deep and she yellin' out, ow Got the gas I ain't smokin' no mild Pullin' nuggets up out of the ounce I be high like Yao Ming with some bounce Pull up f*ck it up and I be out Bitch, I walk in the spot like I own that Kill a beat and I send my condolence You won't find me round no rat or rodent Got a temper, it's hard to control it I be addin' my money a sum Thumbin' through hunnids, I got a blue thumb Slick with the talk, put the stick in your gum She already here, but I'm makin' her cum Pour me some red, I ain't sippin' no rum Ain't sold no bricks, but I been havin' guns Tunnel vision, no distract from the funds But girl, when I'm done, we could have us some fun Yuhh F*ck it up! She drippin' wet when I touch it Had the pack, but I sold out in Publix We can go head to head, no concussion Puttin' in work, I might never discuss it My dawg sent the pack through the air like its luggage I need Wok or Tech boy don't give me no tussin' My skin color black for the paper I'm rushin' And I thank the lord for the blessin I'ma slide for mine, no second guessin' Do the dash, I be drivin' aggressive Hit the strip, get the drip for no question Bushido brown, I got that Kumite style Pull up, I'm layin' shit down She wanna kick it, I tell her not now I got a whole lotta money to count Bitch, I'm a king, I just ain't got a crown Oh...you wanna f*ck with me now?! First you was hatin', that shit ain't allowed Hotbox the whip, turn the car to a cloud Who I'm fuckin', I do not announce... I'm not hard to spot in a crowd... You say you a boss... how? You not even a boss in your house... The only time I'm leavin' out... If it's over a certain amount I'ma pre like a tiger, then pounce I make hits, they be down for the count YEEE F*ck all that talkin', let's see what you bout Let's make it a movie whenever we out Pullin money right out of the trap... Pull a 40 right out of the couch... Said she read the 48 laws... And it's still hard to figure me out Everything straight over here YUHH Even though a nigga slouch Bread on my mind and I'm thinkin' out loud I give her the dick and I leave her, she pout I hit the highway with high speed and a smile Slide with a Glock and it sound like a snare I'm in the game and I ain't playin' fair I'm like steak, baby, I'm rare, yeah I turn the cushion to air They be like," who is that nigga right here ?" Bushido brown, I got that Kumite style Pull up, I'm layin' shit down She wanna kick it, I tell her not now I got a whole lotta money to count Bitch, I'm a king, I just ain't got a crown Oh...you wanna f*ck with me now?! First you was hatin', that shit ain't allowed Hotbox the whip, turn the car to a cloud FREEWORLD
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