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Bust Down Video (MV)




Performed By: PRL 4seasonZ
Language: English
Length: 3:14
Written by: Anfernee Thomas




PRL 4seasonZ - Bust Down Lyrics
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Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
I don't even need it
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Buss it down on me
Got my bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Told her watch the way you touch me baby this my Rollie arm
Told her wat the way you talking to me I will leave you lone
Told her watch the way I spend this money til the money gone
Buss it like you got a man and you know he might come back home
Shake it like you got a plan to buy you a vacation home
That that if I lay down some pressure I might have a chance
Say she like the diamonds in my watch so put one on her hand
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Buss it down on me
See it shining when I hold it up
Dont let it blind you baby
Know I got my pistol tucked
Guess it's going down, watch me set it up
Guess it's going down, watch me set it up
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Got my bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Told her watch the way you touch me baby this my Rollie arm
Told her watch the way you talking to me I will leave you lone
Told her watch the way I spend this money til the money gone
Buss it like you got a man and you know he might come back home
Shake it like you got a plan to buy you a vacation home
That that if I be chop it up
I break my pockets and then I chop it up
The jig is up, I pull up with racks and make a hoe switch up
Stop and go, treat the ATM just like a pick and roll
My and bro, riding round the city tryna snatch a soul
Bust down Rollie on me yeah
I'm the one and only yeah
You are not my homie no
I don't know you I don't know
I got paper I got money I got cash I like to blow
I got Jordan's, I got a chains but it's my Rollie that I show
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Bust down Rollie on me yeah
I'm the one and only yeah
You are not my homie no
I don't know you I don't know
I got paper I got money I got cash I like to blow
I got Jordan's, I got a chains but it's my Rollie that I show
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Bust down Rollie on me make her buss it down on me
Bust down Rollie on me
Bust down Rollie on me
Bust down Rollie on
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Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
I don't even need it
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Buss it down on me
Got my bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Told her watch the way you touch me baby this my Rollie arm
Told her wat the way you talking to me I will leave you lone
Told her watch the way I spend this money til the money gone
Buss it like you got a man and you know he might come back home
Shake it like you got a plan to buy you a vacation home
That that if I lay down some pressure I might have a chance
Say she like the diamonds in my watch so put one on her hand
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Buss it down on me
See it shining when I hold it up
Dont let it blind you baby
Know I got my pistol tucked
Guess it's going down, watch me set it up
Guess it's going down, watch me set it up
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Got my bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Told her watch the way you touch me baby this my Rollie arm
Told her watch the way you talking to me I will leave you lone
Told her watch the way I spend this money til the money gone
Buss it like you got a man and you know he might come back home
Shake it like you got a plan to buy you a vacation home
That that if I be chop it up
I break my pockets and then I chop it up
The jig is up, I pull up with racks and make a hoe switch up
Stop and go, treat the ATM just like a pick and roll
My and bro, riding round the city tryna snatch a soul
Bust down Rollie on me yeah
I'm the one and only yeah
You are not my homie no
I don't know you I don't know
I got paper I got money I got cash I like to blow
I got Jordan's, I got a chains but it's my Rollie that I show
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Bust down Rollie on me yeah
I'm the one and only yeah
You are not my homie no
I don't know you I don't know
I got paper I got money I got cash I like to blow
I got Jordan's, I got a chains but it's my Rollie that I show
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down Rollie on
Bust down on me make her buss it down on me
Bust down Rollie on me make her buss it down on me
Bust down Rollie on me
Bust down Rollie on me
Bust down Rollie on
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Writer: Anfernee Thomas
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