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letra de bussdown - die mondez

[verse 1: die mondez]
woah
i been moving way too fast, f-ck around and crash
with my n-ggas doing bad sh-t, my haters mad still
i know n-ggas ain’t living half the sh-t they caption
say they do it for the gram, man that sh-t is tragic
woah, yeah
i need more it’s not enough
i get heart text messages from shorties i can’t even trust
i called all these n-ggas’ bluff
aces in the cut, who gave a f-ck if they say i switched up
the little baby a freak, she turn my room to a circus
f-ckin’ it up in the sheets
i got lil shawty shaking like she nervous
grab on the mic and i preach
all my verses sound like sermons
gotta watch out for the [?]
think i finally found my purpose
i know these n-ggas ain’t wishing me well
packed the lean now i’m slow like a snail
n-ggas are b-tches and b-tches are moving like n-ggas
man these days it’s harder to tell
i’m ’bout to drip, like i came up with the term
every week, new apparel
send me this sh-t through the mail
i let the bygones be gone and still l!ck the [?]

[hook: die mondez]
i’m charged up now
ran out of f-cks now
i need to buss down
shawty gon’ bussdown
and she thicker than a [?]
we gon’ [?] now
it go up down
she let me touch now
bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
shawty got a big ol’ body (she do!)
bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
bussdown, bussdown, bussdown yeah
i need the rollie to buss down yeah

[verse 2: zooci c0ke dope]
i need money, i need profits
i been broke not going back
how come every n-gga talking but no n-gga talking facts
she might make wanna me chase it i go throw a stack
and she catch me by surprise, she throw that -ss like “what was that”
all my n-ggas ball ball when you back playing basketball
all my b-tches, oh lord, they bad but i ain’t mad at all
she been searching for the boy she think that i’m a dragonball
how she make you spend it all when you ain’t even smash at all
you don’t want smoke like that
if it’s bout that cheese then i rat attack
how you flex on ig when we know you rented that
surrounded by yes men, always g-ssing and you ran with that
i said it, i said it that’s the truth and that is not a cap
gimme your hands, lets make plans, come and show me your dance
hot like [?], leave your mans and come and show me your tan
i smoke [?], take no xans, sipping on this and that
grabbing your -ss, don’t gotta ask shawty wanna let me smash

- die mondez

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