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letra de head bussas - boosie badazz

[intro: boosie badazz]
better have it on you
better have it on you
bet— better have it on you
better have it on you
yeah (lil’ wayne on the track, i know this b-tch r-t-rded)

[verse 1: boosie badazz]
four deep in a cut dog with a big ol’ pistol
we don’t drive by, we walk by, we tip toe n-ggas
i could play with you and clique, i go flip mode, n-gga (yeah)
or drop a bag on everybody, k!ll a zip code, n-gga (yeah)
y’all be trippin’ ’bout these hoes when we flip hoes, n-gga (yeah)
f-ck your b-tch, i got that b-tch off the strip pole, n-gga (ha)
follow me, now, we lay you down, wе go beast mode, n-gga
if herm call rugеr lansky, you a free throw, n-gga (rrr)
let me take you back across that track, me and ceelo, n-gga (doodie), where if you ain’t built like that, you get debo’d, n-gga
free deebo, n-gga
your commissary nino, n-gga
wassam, trell? b-tch, i miss you
i need to see ghost, n-gga (3rd ward)
this for busta land (land), my f-ckin’ man, we never let them get the upper hand (f-ck them, n-gga)
we go again, this one here for that lil’ red boy (red boy)
they call him finn
ride or die, he was that spark in that sky on that 4th of july
f-ck it
[chorus: boosie badazz]
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster

[verse 2: youngboy never broke again]
i got a story ’bout on my side by popeyes (side)
you f-ck ’round, get baptized
you scared? then, don’t come outside
all red, i aim for nothin’ but heads, i make ’em cha-cha
european, i’m far from the us with a b-tch like lala (like lala)
go tell ’em i’m followed up behind my brother, me and him both gon’ run sh-t down
how we both roll ’round through the gunsmoke town
where the sh-t go down, strapped with four pound (rrr)
turnin’ it up, i’ma lift up the level
on my face, a lil’ shovel
put him in the ground
i’m ready to get active
whatever
these steppers, they with me, they let it off all in the lounge (rrr, rrr)

[chorus: boosie badazz]
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
[bridge: boosie badazz]
we ’bout business when we spinnin’, never trippin’, we gon’ slide
stomp your f-ckin’ ass to the concrete, the blood dry
n-gga used to be my thug, i couldn’t let the thug slide
f-ck it, n-gga, it’s me or you, so i sent a mud slide
i’m a

[chorus: boosie badazz]
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster
head buster, head buster

- boosie badazz

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