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BUSSDOWN Video (MV)




Performed By: Malcolm Brickhouse
Length: 3:18
Written by: Malcolm Brickhouse




Malcolm Brickhouse - BUSSDOWN Lyrics




Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Flex right now, baby
Bussdown
Can you lust right now, baby
Booted-up right now, baby
Pick up the phone
Pick it up right now, baby

Stone-cold, Sad-heart
Why don't you get that
Hop in the coupe, enjoy the ride
Why don't you sit back
No bones, hard fall
But watch the get back
Enjoy the truth, ignore the lies
Why don't you get that
And she hopes
That nobody's seen her

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Play the edge right now, baby
Bitch, I'm booted
Might be dead right now, baby
In a spread right now, baby
Purple meds
Throw up red right now, baby

Stone cold, sad-heart
Why don't you get that
I broke your heart, just give it time
Can you forgive that
We pour slow, roll fast, bitch
Can you dig that
This broken heart
Reading my tats
Bitch, can you live fast
And she hopes
That nobody's seen her
And she's not a believer
Until nobody needs her

You can't do this all by yourself
Can't ask no one for help
Do you think we can't tell by now
Act like nobody's felt this
I'll sit here and watch you
Just drown in a hell right now
(You hope)
And she hopes
That nobody's seen her

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now
Adjust now

Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

She get a rush now
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown
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Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Flex right now, baby
Bussdown
Can you lust right now, baby
Booted-up right now, baby
Pick up the phone
Pick it up right now, baby

Stone-cold, Sad-heart
Why don't you get that
Hop in the coupe, enjoy the ride
Why don't you sit back
No bones, hard fall
But watch the get back
Enjoy the truth, ignore the lies
Why don't you get that
And she hopes
That nobody's seen her

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Play the edge right now, baby
Bitch, I'm booted
Might be dead right now, baby
In a spread right now, baby
Purple meds
Throw up red right now, baby

Stone cold, sad-heart
Why don't you get that
I broke your heart, just give it time
Can you forgive that
We pour slow, roll fast, bitch
Can you dig that
This broken heart
Reading my tats
Bitch, can you live fast
And she hopes
That nobody's seen her
And she's not a believer
Until nobody needs her

You can't do this all by yourself
Can't ask no one for help
Do you think we can't tell by now
Act like nobody's felt this
I'll sit here and watch you
Just drown in a hell right now
(You hope)
And she hopes
That nobody's seen her

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now

Adjust now
Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

Pick up the dust-down
Dodging the feds
She in the back doing some ugh now
She get a rush now
Adjust now

Open her legs
She picking sides
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown

She get a rush now
Who do she trust now
Bitch, my wrist is bussdown
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Writer: Malcolm Brickhouse
Copyright: Lyrics © Malcolm L. Brickhouse, Songtrust Ave


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