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letra de oj - busu

[intro]
i love this song
the beat hard though, i don’t know
i don’t know it’s my favorite
i don’t know
i ain’t know
orange juice, man

[verse 1: busu]
‘ey, i love this song, [?] turn it up
dirty orange juice got me bussin’
tryin’ to sweat it out, p-ss me a towel
i take my bubble coat off for nothin’
blue moncler, more mellow
was my cousin, so you know it bussin’
weekday dreams, weekend stains
menthol sticks filled with bread crumbs
ice shallow, like puddles
your head dumb and your body got to suffer
cess muggles, hard suburbs
i keep protection on me but no rubbers
‘ey, i keep protection on me but no rubbers
i keep protection on me but no rubbers

[hook: busu & yung bans]
(i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’)
i keep protection on me but no rubbers
(i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’)
keep protection on me, keep protection on me
i keep protection on me but no rubbers
(i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’)
i keep protection on me but no rubbers
(i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’)
keep protection on me, keep protection on me
i keep protection on me but no rubbers

[verse 2: yung bans]
oh, hit a b-tch with no rubber on
this her favorite song, she said this her favorite song
uh, n-gg- blowin’ kush with the oj
huh, i been gettin’ money like all day
huh, ‘ey, skippin’ in the hallway
f-ck that i said f-ck school, all day get it no all way
i know that’s all day, i know that’s all day
these n-gg-s salty, these n-gg-s salty, ooh, yeah
these n-gg- they watchin’ me
the n-gg- rats they be chasin’ cheese
hit that n-gg- with that glock i bet i make him bleed
yeah, got some juice around my sleeve
huh, huh, yeah, no rubber
huh, f-ck a n-gg- b-tch just like i love her
pregnant number nine, i’m draped in undercover
huh, get that p-ssy and go in a slumber

[verse 3: busu]
spent 7k on a gucci bag, look good on my best friend’s arm
charge my credit card, went to a boulevard
where people go when they just broken
i had a meltdown, i’m chern-byl
you say you know me but you just want to owe me
could tell you stories, but that’s so boring
i don’t open up, nothin’ but a mogwai
i have bruises, like a fruit us
but beggars can’t be choosers
were lovers, my hooded shoulder
i keep protection on me but no rubbers
i keep protection on me but no rubbers ‘ey
i keep protection on me but no rubbers, ‘ey

[outro]
(i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’
i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’
i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’
i’ve been bussin’, i’ve been bussin’)
‘ey, ‘ey, [?] in your face
‘ey, ‘ey, don’t worry (i’m bussin, i’m bussin’)
yeah, ‘ey, ‘ey, ‘ey, keep protection on me

- busu

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