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Bussin (feat. 10KJa)
by Mayjah Payne
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Yea, 10kJa
Ooh, Ooh, Ahh, Ahh
Making plays every week
I'm like 23
Yea I keep on scoring no I don't need no referee
I make a play it made my day
Yea I got a lot to say
When I leave the house I do my thing
You know I got to pray
Leave it in the streets
Not on the net that's how you get respect
Flashy nigga put that shit on
I don't like to flex
The softest niggas always do that barking
Talking from they neck
Talking bout some money
Little mama I don't want no sex
She know I'm a bull
You can't play me like no fool
Abide by my rules
Playing hoes got no clue
If she ain't choosing then she losing
And she like the way I'm moving
Black and white a little Cuban
Kind of wet I got her drooling
Peace to the Gods
They call me Mayjah Payne I'm coming with the bomb
The grass ain't always greener on them other lawns
I look mixed with Chinese cause I'm smoking strong
Do me solid when you come back I will bless you
Fuck us over and my guys apply the pressure
I got a .40 with my bible on the dresser
Cause niggas quick to try to send you up to heaven
Counting blessings every time a nigga make it home
All kind of wild shit running through my dome
Why the fuck do I be dealing with the fuck shit
Everyday it's getting more hard to trust shit
You know I'm making something out of nothing
Negus hear me spit and say the motherfucker's bussin
Up in KanCity with my rellies and my cousins
Staying on my grizzy and I'm keeping shit 100
Yea, 10kJa
Ooh, Ooh, Ahh, Ahh
Making plays every week
I'm like 23
Yea I keep on scoring no I don't need no referee
I make a play it made my day
Yea I got a lot to say
When I leave the house I do my thing
You know I got to pray
Leave it in the streets
Not on the net that's how you get respect
Flashy nigga put that shit on
I don't like to flex
The softest niggas always do that barking
Talking from they neck
Talking bout some money
Little mama I don't want no sex
She know I'm a bull
You can't play me like no fool
Abide by my rules
Playing hoes got no clue
If she ain't choosing then she losing
And she like the way I'm moving
Black and white a little Cuban
Kind of wet I got her drooling
Peace to the Gods
They call me Mayjah Payne I'm coming with the bomb
The grass ain't always greener on them other lawns
I look mixed with Chinese cause I'm smoking strong
Do me solid when you come back I will bless you
Fuck us over and my guys apply the pressure
I got a .40 with my bible on the dresser
Cause niggas quick to try to send you up to heaven
Counting blessings every time a nigga make it home
All kind of wild shit running through my dome
Why the fuck do I be dealing with the fuck shit
Everyday it's getting more hard to trust shit
You know I'm making something out of nothing
Negus hear me spit and say the motherfucker's bussin
Up in KanCity with my rellies and my cousins
Staying on my grizzy and I'm keeping shit 100
