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Johnny Merk - Buss Moves (feat. Joel Jungle) Lyrics



Johnny Merk - Buss Moves (feat. Joel Jungle) Lyrics
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Haters and elders, that belittle
I raise the middle finger
Overstand the game, I got more apps than Zynga
Litty like Kindle
I encourage the young youth
Keep your head strong, country wild as crazy glue
Headed for number one, but f*ck it I'm number two
Silver studded with the toilet, I'm shitting all over you
Cluck chickens, hit hard as a bus, loose as a goose
Scarlet flesh like a fever, around 102
Fighting class, welterweight, my style lucha libre
Sick as Pam Grier, Rosie O'Donnell in a three way
Keep the hood smellin' good like a pot of yams
So raw, condoms ain't working, they using diaphragms
Bad seeds, floodin' the city
I'm in my car, blasting Marvin Gaye when I feel litty
Everything is pure white like the bottle of Henny
I'm starting off, making dollars from the littlest pennies
Even the hustlers tip me
Making moves happen like Simon says
If I have to, I'll put a bullet in Simon's head
Contemplatin' on whether or not I need to
Cause where I live it's heated, you make them feed or they bleed you
Bustin' moves on a daily like the Paperboy
My circle does blindfolds, we duct tape you boys
My morning consists of coffee cups and a cigarette
Then I call Johnny and let him know who we hittin' next
All my life I wanted money and a Chevy
So my big homies told me that I had to hustle heavy
I bust moves, sorry I'm first to bumble
My crew move like the silent E, spelled in trouble
The number one in a million, everyone else is heroes
Half these niggas storytellin', tryin' to be a hero
But I go in on you heroes and call it heroin
Cause my flow the dopest, that white, Christmas caroling
I remember days, Mama had to whip the Cavalier
Younger days, she would tell me, life's not a crystal stair
Hustle for the hell of it, damn being relevant
Cause when you are, niggas try to take your element
F-ing with my delegates, folks who represent me
Ride or die, party with the cat, get tipsy
Keep it hundred, don't try to play iffy
Cowards like food, buffets, straight picky
Born to move bodies, like bowels with the IBS
Music junkies, feine for the kid, like the loud is back
Villains in this bitch, all wolves in astounding packs
Bangin' chicks, 5-star rates, all nice racks
This beat a hickey, tune in with the ice packs
Me and Jungle, couple Kangaroos in the outback
Ya'll don't wanna spar, this is where we are
PHI, CMD, Queens with the stars!
How you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
Lil niggas bust some moves in the city
Young niggas bust some moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
Jade suedes, snakeskin, I'm a lizard in that
Fat pockets changed my living like a salamander
Still ain't f*ckin' with the snakes, so i'm friends with iguanas
Women pleasured with the venom, when I drop the saliva
Raw when I go do it, everything is Benihana
No skateboard, but I'm pull methods for the honor
Too hot for the courts, feelin' so Above The Law
Try to pick a fight with me, is like you fighting Steve Seagal
I screw faces up, leave em' Marked For Death
Better warn a brother, cause we Isis with the threats
Zilla wild as a mongoose, Instagram cum shots
Bust a hater's head, straight in half like a kumquat
Stick move, Pat Ewing threes, with my jump shots
Fightin' with my two bare hands, ya'll run to gun shops
Every time I jam, wet girls in Parasucos
Shit, I might kill these new rappers like who knows?
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
Heavy hitters, slammin' hammers against the nail
Can't pump with the flow of a whole supercell
1970s kung fu, on my one-two
Put em' both together, that's twelve, we screamin' f*ck you
Choppin' with a pen, my mic turn me to Sun Tzu
I don't draw a pics, they come to life when guns drew
Quick draw McGraw, full shot like a saw
I'ma shark in a tank, a new age version of Jaws
Unbreak your heart, got love for Toni Braxton
Bustin' hella moves, pushin' with my truck action
Situations could get tight like hand wraps
Like I said, we duct taped, so put your hands back
Johnny the beat maker, I'm the rhyme abuser
Niggas obsolete like anything made from exclusives
We are the villains, Joker and Mr. Freeze
Terrorized by lyric shots and I'll end the beat
Freak jawn, let the boys, pull the train on her...
Pull up, black car, Bruce Wayne on em
Flockin' with the Eagles, droppin' shit stains on em'
Punk fella got ROC'd, I went Dame on em'
Dashing like Sonic, silver air maxes
It's a blowout like I broke the air mattress
Making numbers, so irrational
Catch Me If You Can, Merkzilla like DiCaprio
Nuts, no brains, like an opened up pistachio
Shoot em' like I'm snipin' from a balcony, a patio
Keys still with me, like i'm playing on a Casio
New school, some jazzy shit, I got a classic soul
Feeling like a legend, taking sips of some Dusse
All my brothers fly like a jet to the UK
Trumpets blowing, ain't no unicorns, New Day
Serve you like a waiter did, at a Ruby Tuesday
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
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English

Haters and elders, that belittle
I raise the middle finger
Overstand the game, I got more apps than Zynga
Litty like Kindle
I encourage the young youth
Keep your head strong, country wild as crazy glue
Headed for number one, but f*ck it I'm number two
Silver studded with the toilet, I'm shitting all over you
Cluck chickens, hit hard as a bus, loose as a goose
Scarlet flesh like a fever, around 102
Fighting class, welterweight, my style lucha libre
Sick as Pam Grier, Rosie O'Donnell in a three way
Keep the hood smellin' good like a pot of yams
So raw, condoms ain't working, they using diaphragms
Bad seeds, floodin' the city
I'm in my car, blasting Marvin Gaye when I feel litty
Everything is pure white like the bottle of Henny
I'm starting off, making dollars from the littlest pennies
Even the hustlers tip me
Making moves happen like Simon says
If I have to, I'll put a bullet in Simon's head
Contemplatin' on whether or not I need to
Cause where I live it's heated, you make them feed or they bleed you
Bustin' moves on a daily like the Paperboy
My circle does blindfolds, we duct tape you boys
My morning consists of coffee cups and a cigarette
Then I call Johnny and let him know who we hittin' next
All my life I wanted money and a Chevy
So my big homies told me that I had to hustle heavy
I bust moves, sorry I'm first to bumble
My crew move like the silent E, spelled in trouble
The number one in a million, everyone else is heroes
Half these niggas storytellin', tryin' to be a hero
But I go in on you heroes and call it heroin
Cause my flow the dopest, that white, Christmas caroling
I remember days, Mama had to whip the Cavalier
Younger days, she would tell me, life's not a crystal stair
Hustle for the hell of it, damn being relevant
Cause when you are, niggas try to take your element
F-ing with my delegates, folks who represent me
Ride or die, party with the cat, get tipsy
Keep it hundred, don't try to play iffy
Cowards like food, buffets, straight picky
Born to move bodies, like bowels with the IBS
Music junkies, feine for the kid, like the loud is back
Villains in this bitch, all wolves in astounding packs
Bangin' chicks, 5-star rates, all nice racks
This beat a hickey, tune in with the ice packs
Me and Jungle, couple Kangaroos in the outback
Ya'll don't wanna spar, this is where we are
PHI, CMD, Queens with the stars!
How you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
Lil niggas bust some moves in the city
Young niggas bust some moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
This how you bust moves in the city
Jade suedes, snakeskin, I'm a lizard in that
Fat pockets changed my living like a salamander
Still ain't f*ckin' with the snakes, so i'm friends with iguanas
Women pleasured with the venom, when I drop the saliva
Raw when I go do it, everything is Benihana
No skateboard, but I'm pull methods for the honor
Too hot for the courts, feelin' so Above The Law
Try to pick a fight with me, is like you fighting Steve Seagal
I screw faces up, leave em' Marked For Death
Better warn a brother, cause we Isis with the threats
Zilla wild as a mongoose, Instagram cum shots
Bust a hater's head, straight in half like a kumquat
Stick move, Pat Ewing threes, with my jump shots
Fightin' with my two bare hands, ya'll run to gun shops
Every time I jam, wet girls in Parasucos
Shit, I might kill these new rappers like who knows?
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
Heavy hitters, slammin' hammers against the nail
Can't pump with the flow of a whole supercell
1970s kung fu, on my one-two
Put em' both together, that's twelve, we screamin' f*ck you
Choppin' with a pen, my mic turn me to Sun Tzu
I don't draw a pics, they come to life when guns drew
Quick draw McGraw, full shot like a saw
I'ma shark in a tank, a new age version of Jaws
Unbreak your heart, got love for Toni Braxton
Bustin' hella moves, pushin' with my truck action
Situations could get tight like hand wraps
Like I said, we duct taped, so put your hands back
Johnny the beat maker, I'm the rhyme abuser
Niggas obsolete like anything made from exclusives
We are the villains, Joker and Mr. Freeze
Terrorized by lyric shots and I'll end the beat
Freak jawn, let the boys, pull the train on her...
Pull up, black car, Bruce Wayne on em
Flockin' with the Eagles, droppin' shit stains on em'
Punk fella got ROC'd, I went Dame on em'
Dashing like Sonic, silver air maxes
It's a blowout like I broke the air mattress
Making numbers, so irrational
Catch Me If You Can, Merkzilla like DiCaprio
Nuts, no brains, like an opened up pistachio
Shoot em' like I'm snipin' from a balcony, a patio
Keys still with me, like i'm playing on a Casio
New school, some jazzy shit, I got a classic soul
Feeling like a legend, taking sips of some Dusse
All my brothers fly like a jet to the UK
Trumpets blowing, ain't no unicorns, New Day
Serve you like a waiter did, at a Ruby Tuesday
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in the city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
How you bust moves in your motherf*ckin' city
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Writer: John Holmes
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Johnny Merk
Language: English
Length: 5:19
Written by: John Holmes
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