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Talk Money Entertainment

"Bussin (Outro)"

[Chorus: Rico Baby]
Pass me the blunt its bussin'
This b*tch in my face she blushin'
Imma f*ck her and her cousin
Then pass it to gang like its nothing
That boy a 30' don't touch em'
We f*ck up the spot and turn nothin' to somethin'
I heard they say we lost it, these n*ggas broke stop talkin'
They wanna take pics when we jump out the whip
Like where's the roof we tossed it
b*tch I gotta ball no forfeits
Oh he got the gas start em

[Verse 1: Mari Mac]
And I want the whole thing, not a portion
Got the game in a Headlock like Randy Orton
Step in im stuntin' stone cold like im steve Austin
I run up the green when I step into Boston
Stepping to me better proceed with caution
Im breaking them bands on a hunnids
And proceed to father these n*ggas, they Orphans
Thinking you can f*ck with me you [?] dolphins
Lately, all these n*ggas hate me
But I think they mad cause they ain't me
And I do it greatly, till I get to flood out the AP
Imma keep the fire in the streets, and the gun off of safety
Ain't nothin, a lotta n*ggas tryna fade me
He can get boxed in a minute like Tyson fights
Rico used to sell that dynamite
I went to college and started breaking down that china white

[Verse 2: Vendetta]
You ain't making money like who is you fooling?
Got in that party, and I got a tool in
We had to stump a n*gga out
You can call my phone im never in a drought
I'm [?] and you know im in and out
[?] had to tell my shortie to put it in her mouth
You went the other way took a different route
My money so tall I need me a Ladder
Sipping this drank and, it's all my bladder
High as bone just smoking the sherbert
Im making the plays its top of the morning
Still, I be trapping just came back from tourin'
She told me she left you cause you was too borin'
Used to be civic but now its a foreign
You said that's your wifey, but she out there whorin'
I got the drip like a n*gga was pourin'
Gas up the v-12 and it get to roarin'
Dip when I see 12 I got a warrant
I be talking that money you know that im on it

[Verse 3: Jay Critch]
We get the check while these n*ggas be snorin'
Them n*ggas pretend
My n*ggas Ballin like where is the defense
Straight out the streets, yeah we straight out the deep end
Yeah, we straight off the wave
Had to hustle now we getting so paid
I ain't f*ck her she just gave me the face
Arms tired, n*gga flex every day
Need a milli f*ck a minimum wage
In the Bentley took a trip with your lady
Her friends saying that she want Ricobaby
Diamonds drowning, she said somebody save me
All that clowning he get hit it won't Graze em'
Shortie hit me say she want me to glaze it

[verse 4: Doe Gwapo]
b*tch, i got the buzz, Tazer
Pull up on blocks in a [?]
Good brain, that sh*t major
30' on me you gone pull up in danger
Talk Money or its BNE, 10 down where the [?]
Give a f*ck of a hotel all these Airs I BnB
And all of these bags just be beating
7 days away, not for the weekend
Ran through checks, still getting and reason
Better days from ducking them presence
And my lil momma Belizean
She ain't hood but she came from the bleachers
Run down get ran out your sneakers
Or ill swerve on em let it boom like speakers

[Chorus: Rico Baby]
Pass me the blunt its bussin'
This b*tch in my face she blushin'
Imma f*ck her and her cousin
Then pass it to gang like its nothing
That boy a 30' don't touch em'
We f*ck up the spot and turn nothin' to somethin'
I heard they say we lost it, these n*ggas broke stop talkin'
They wanna take pics when we jump out the whip
Like where's the roof we tossed it
b*tch I gotta ball no forfeits
Oh he got the gas start em

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