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Hoodrich Pablo Juan

"No Buster"

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Lil Duke]
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with us, come with us
We roll it up and we smoke like the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with Pablo and the Duke and Yak Gotti
They f*ck with the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they know that we real
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
I keep it on me, that colorful money
Damn right, it come from the hustle
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no other
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster


[Verse 1: Lil Duke]
Life goes on, was it worth it?
She hugged me and she had me [?]
Out of town with the clown, was it worth it?
I admit I did some things, I ain't perfect
Had some kids and now a n*gga working
Getting paid to rap, no more service
Heart racing like the Kentucky Derby
I f*cked her in a Maybach, closed curtains
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no lame
She say she want a n*gga with cash
She want a young n*gga with stang
Hopped out the [?], hopped out the Rarri
Baby, I'm sorry, this my apology
You are a part of me

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Lil Duke]
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with us, come with us
We roll it up and we smoke like the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with Pablo and the Duke and Yak Gotti
They f*ck with the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they know that we real
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
I keep it on me, that colorful money
Damn right, it come from the hustle
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no other
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster


[Verse 2: Hoodrich Pablo Juan]
She said her last n*gga wasn't enough
Used to talk to her bad, beat her up
I came through and I beat it up
I ain't gon' let him come between us
She know I'm a real one, I got shooters out the truck
I pull up in the hood, drop off the product
Go to Jamaica and smoke like a Rasta
Yak Gotti with me, my shotter
No, no, no
She don't really want no buster
T-T-G, she trained to go
If I tell her, she might bust you
She know I came from the struggle, I can't go back
I got too much hustle
She's in the kitchen, she's the one that whip up the crack
That little bubble make it bubble

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Lil Duke]
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with us, come with us
We roll it up and we smoke like the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with Pablo and the Duke and Yak Gotti
They f*ck with the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they know that we real
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
I keep it on me, that colorful money
Damn right, it come from the hustle
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no other
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster


[Verse 3: Yak Gotti]
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
All in her lane, they be cuffing
She said her last n*gga was nothing
Everything [?]
Whenever I land, I'm giving them hell
Fresh out the clip, [?] YSL
Keep my little bae with me, she want Chanel
If the police get her, she will not tell
She know that she love me, she know that she love me
She stayed always down when a n*gga had nothing
[?] little b*tch in whatever she want
I swear, she ain't gotta want for nothing
I cannot love her, I'm love with money
In love with my n*ggas, they keep it a hundred
When I was down, bad, and broke, they was stunting
Now that I got me a check, they come running
I want blue hundreds

[Chorus: Hoodrich Pablo Juan & Lil Duke]
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with us, come with us
We roll it up and we smoke like the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they f*ck with Pablo and the Duke and Yak Gotti
They f*ck with the Rasta
All of these b*tches, they know that we real
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
I keep it on me, that colorful money
Damn right, it come from the hustle
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no other
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster
She don't wanna f*ck with no buster

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