Rell Maverick - Buss

Buss

Bridge:
I’m the type of trapper who be in n out the club,
Got a mole in there told him bring me out the funds,
My shawty met me up there in that thing she know I love
She proceed to buss it down the music bumping out the trunk

Hook:
That’s it
Shake it, shake it, shake it, that’s it
Twerk it, twerk it, twerk it, that’s it
Buss it, buss it, buss, that’s it

Verse:
Make it stand tall like a bar stool
Nigga stay sharp like harpoon
Nigga get drunk on champagne,
Tap out the type of shit y’all do,
Don’t stop shaking that ass
Make me feel like a pontoon in a monsoon,
Got a nigga feeling like a shark too,
Way he swim around in that deep blue,
She my lil soldier no p2,
Hit the line once shawty be through
Bet I make the ass hit the wave like sea doo
And I’m finna splash in the waves like seafood
We in the back- she getting it,
The music blasting isn’t it,
Nigga getting that ratchet fitness,
Like I ain’t got cash to be getting..

Verse2:
See through skirt with with the lingerie and she got the heels she my own lil dancer,
She can do work in a lot of ways make a nigga feel like I found my answer,
Heater in her purse like Remi all I gotta say for real she a down lil gangsta,
See me getting worked in the alley when she pop on the scene then she just might flame ya,
Ride for a nigga no brainer
Roll back the seat cuz I know she faded,
I need weed like food if my weed is a steak then I’m smoking on angus
Kobe/ wagy(u) (ooh), baby hot like wasabi,
wrap her up like tamale, dancing like she at follys,
The other night I had a lotion bottle sitting on her ass no cap cuz her ass just fat like that
She back back
Better hold on
Dribble honey on her like a snow cone
Outside make the whole club seem foreclosed
Drop it like a cell phone
Break the shit hell no
Way she put it back got me on her like Velcro
Ass motivate make a nigga wanna sell more
All up in the street like Elmo...

(Bridge)

Bridge 2:
Then she told me in my ear that baby we can be the club,
She grabbed me by the hand and started giving me the love,
I told her let’s go to the spot but she ain’t even budge
She said don’t you even worry about it you finna see what’s up...

(Hook)

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