Buss It Lyrics

These bitches cannot fuck wit me

This nigga think he stuck wit me

The Pussy on promethazine

My neck hit just like traumazine

He Love it when i ride it from the back he call it krispy cream

The way I squirt up on this nigga dick bitch

I'm his wettest dream

These bitches cannot fuck wit me

This nigga think he stuck wit me

The Pussy on promethazine

My neck hit just like traumazine

He Love it when i ride it from the back he call it krispy cream

The way I squirt up on this nigga dick bitch

I'm his wettest dream

Two rollies on my wrist them bitches bussin out the seem

Like my coochi in some jeans he wanna be the inseam

Said the waist on crazy on snatch, you know my doctor did that

He wanna hit it from the back, he said that ass on stupid fat

Ima rich Nigga fantasy a broke nigga nightmare

Point me to a fresh ass prince right in bel-air

Only fuckin shootas cause I got a bad attitude

So when I say my nigga air this shit out that's on gratitude

Licky licky licky daddy know ah bitch is freaky

Ate the pussy in a ghost I rode that nigga in some dickies

He askin bout my body count

I'm askin what that money bout

Had him buy my nip and tuck

And 6 weeks later let him fuck

These bitches cannot fuck wit me

This nigga think he stuck wit me

The Pussy on promethazine

My neck hit just like traumazine

He Love it when i ride it from the back he call it krispy cream

The way I squirt up on this nigga dick bitch

I'm his wettest dream

These bitches cannot fuck wit me

This nigga think he stuck wit me

The Pussy on promethazine

My neck hit just like traumazine

He Love it when i ride it from the back he call it krispy cream

The way I squirt up on this nigga dick bitch

I'm his wettest dream