Buss It Lyrics

I've been... two feet tall
I broke my first rap on a wall
Hi the ground running I had to crawl
Underground radar I bet all of you
All these abc mcs
Affecting these beats like stds
f*ck it I am an idiot I am smart like him
Bot a literate not even a little bit
Buss it open
Buss it open
Buss it wide open
Buss it open
Buss it open
If you ain't came to dance
Take your lame ass home

Hollywood... can we get four...
And I am lying which kind you want rhymes or zenith
...
Buss it open
Buss it open
Buss it wide open
Buss it open
Buss it open
If you ain't came to dance
Take your lame ass home

Wide open like k feel like...
Working in the field of the day
Still fresh like a pain in the... So I don't get lay and she says... she don't wanna hear
Get near to the fear hot to the top... to the bottom and spear
Would sound like
Now listen here baby you can be my number one
I... you can be my loaded gun
I see you over there you and your girlfriends
You ask... and stare...
Buss it open
Buss it open
Buss it wide open
Buss it open
Buss it open
If you ain't came to dance
Take your lame ass home

So what's cracking really wanna see who is up here rapping
Where moldy... lyrical toe... dropping... heals to the...
Cause man we like to...
Buss it open
Buss it open
Buss it wide open
Buss it open
Buss it open
If you ain't came to dance
Take your lame ass home

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