Bussifame Lyrics by Dawn Richard
Oh, this feel good
Turn me up
Hi-hats
Yeah
Ugh
Bring the beat
She better do it lux, you getting the heat
Sound system like the wave, she riding the heat
Southern girls do it better, you take defeat
Setting up the Pro Tools, you take a seat
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Louie on my vest, matching the seats
Gotta mean head but that matches heat
Hopscotching on you hoes, trick watch the feet
They tell me slow down, bitch never me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
In case you niggas been missing that I been giving you hits
You been sleeping on bitches and been living to fit
I second line on you hoes, making new ways
That's what we do babe, and we do it our way, yeah
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me, yeah
Feet, feet move with the beat
Feet, feet move with the beat
Buss it for me
Second line
Buss it for me
Second line
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me (Go!)
They never see me sweat cause I'm too cold
I got a big dick, make a deep throat
Swallow for a nigga, that's all I know
Put the foot work in, shit make it blow
You'll get your chance to move your feet, feet (ugh, buss it for me, buss it for me)
You'll get your chance to move your feet, feet (Buss it for me, buss it for me)
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
You'll get your chance to move your feet, feet (Buss it for me, buss it for me)
You'll (Buss it for me)
You'll (Buss it for me)
You'll, you'll, you'll...
You'll get a chance to move your feet, feet (Buss it for me)
Buss it for me (Ugh)
Buss it for me (Ugh)
Buss it for me
Can you feel the pressure
Can you feel the pressure
Can you feel the pressure
Feel the pressure
Can you feel
Can you feel the pressure
Can you feel the pressure
Pressure
Pressure
I feel
I feel
Pressure
Oh...
Oh...
Pressure
Oh...
Ah...
Oh, this feel good
Turn me up
Hi-hats
Yeah
Ugh
Bring the beat
She better do it lux, you getting the heat
Sound system like the wave, she riding the heat
Southern girls do it better, you take defeat
Setting up the Pro Tools, you take a seat
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Louie on my vest, matching the seats
Gotta mean head but that matches heat
Hopscotching on you hoes, trick watch the feet
They tell me slow down, bitch never me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
In case you niggas been missing that I been giving you hits
You been sleeping on bitches and been living to fit
I second line on you hoes, making new ways
That's what we do babe, and we do it our way, yeah
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me, yeah
Feet, feet move with the beat
Feet, feet move with the beat
Buss it for me
Second line
Buss it for me
Second line
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
Buss it for me (Go!)
They never see me sweat cause I'm too cold
I got a big dick, make a deep throat
Swallow for a nigga, that's all I know
Put the foot work in, shit make it blow
You'll get your chance to move your feet, feet (ugh, buss it for me, buss it for me)
You'll get your chance to move your feet, feet (Buss it for me, buss it for me)
Buss it for me
Buss it for me
You'll get your chance to move your feet, feet (Buss it for me, buss it for me)
You'll (Buss it for me)
You'll (Buss it for me)
You'll, you'll, you'll...
You'll get a chance to move your feet, feet (Buss it for me)
Buss it for me (Ugh)
Buss it for me (Ugh)
Buss it for me
Can you feel the pressure
Can you feel the pressure
Can you feel the pressure
Feel the pressure
Can you feel
Can you feel the pressure
Can you feel the pressure
Pressure
Pressure
I feel
I feel
Pressure
Oh...
Oh...
Pressure
Oh...
Ah...
