Bus Rhyming

Wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round round and round The wheels on the bus go round and round All day long As the wheel spins my day begins Im bus riding just me and my friends Some off to school some are making those ins Little old ladies and mothers with their kids So I just post up with my pad and my pen I write a few lines now I'm bus rhymin Im so fly you can say Im flyin In the clouds is it a bird or a plane Nah foo its Buddha Man doing his thing Im from the Bridgetown tho I don't bang Best believe I got some trees in my backpack Its that soul rap that leftcoast smoke rap Go ahead and trip or trap or snort a dab If she smokes she pokes get some stab I just laugh and keep writing these rhymes Everybody come along its time to bus rhyme Wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round round and round Wheels on the bus go round and round All day long All day long All day long All day long Its that bus stop hip hop Buddha mans coming back im never gonna stop Foo dogs on the drums you know its hot So pass the hops and pound pint to the dome Press play elevate the street is where I roam You know its on Same ol song just a different bong To each his own so believe what you must Myself I find peace of mind on this bus So who with us who is down for this ride Im rolling on the foothill 185 Its that bus rhyme Its a journey of my mind Both feet on the pavement stay on your grind Rise and shine and make the most out your day Best foot forward now im on my way Peace to my bus rhymers have a good day Wheels on the bus go round and round Round and round round and round Wheels on the bus go round and round All day long All day long All day long All day long