Front a Busta
By Juicy J
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[Hook: Playa Fly]
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
[Verse 1]
My n*ggas [Skinny, Gin and] Scarecrow's always gettin' they f*ckin' duck sicked
When I get to f*ckin' my hoes I'm dumpin' them tr-izz-icks like down in a ditch
Paul, he get them groupie hoochies runnin' to that purple thang
[Lil Fly slangin'] dope and 'caine, stay about that hustle mane
Crunchy Black keep sweatin' that dope track, got them junky b*tches comin' back
Bet he got that gat, let that sh*t ka-rat-a-tat with that blood all on my cross cause a n*gga bit the dust
Seasonally I pop the slug, b*tch the Koopsta Knicca don't give a f*ck
I read the Revelation, think about my situation
Waitin' on a low wage job but in my heart I have no patience
Call up my n*gga friend to hit 'em with a (?) ten
I had to touch 'em, had to stick 'em for them dividends
And barred the n*ggas up out my hood and send a f*ckin' shot
Who called the folks?
Who called the feds?
Who called the f*cking cops?
Oh well, I won't be sittin' up in a jail cell
To make my pockets swell I make you b*tches burn in hell
[Hook: Playa Fly]
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta
Hit that, hit that
Front a busta
Hit that, hit that
Front a busta
Hit that, hit that
[Verse 2]
n*gga should finna be droppin' the green, I be down and the Koopsta ain't comin' clean
I'm makin' them stangs, I'm splittin' they brains, I'm droppin' these b*tches off somethin' mane
b*tches be testin' my pimpin' as if I really was a babbage n*gga
Comin' straight outta that North for real-la, the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
Though I'm not like Dracula but b*tch this time it's a psycho man
A bloody Glock mister, blood stuck in the chest, b*tch the Koopsta the Knicca's a scandalous
Winter, spring, summer, fall, oh fella I'm creepin' in all types of weather
Knockin' these tricks in like down in a ditch, break a b*tch quick, I love this sh*t
I break my f*ckin' black back slangin' crack up on that dope track
A b*tch tried to creep my sh*t, trick so I dropped off something like that
That bizness with that sh-izz-it l-izz-ead caliber, n*gga d-izz-ick
Murder-murder, redruM, body numb in a ditch, trick
With a bunch of b*tches wrapped up in some plastic, they got blasted
I took yo sh*t and sorry b*tch, you gets no f*ckin' casket
Nothin' but some bullet lead stuck in your motherf*ckin' head
Triple 6 engraved in red got you busta b*tches scared
[Bridge]
Hit that hoe for...
Front a busta...
Hit that hoe for...
Front a busta...
[Hook: Playa Fly]
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
[Verse 1]
My n*ggas [Skinny, Gin and] Scarecrow's always gettin' they f*ckin' duck sicked
When I get to f*ckin' my hoes I'm dumpin' them tr-izz-icks like down in a ditch
Paul, he get them groupie hoochies runnin' to that purple thang
[Lil Fly slangin'] dope and 'caine, stay about that hustle mane
Crunchy Black keep sweatin' that dope track, got them junky b*tches comin' back
Bet he got that gat, let that sh*t ka-rat-a-tat with that blood all on my cross cause a n*gga bit the dust
Seasonally I pop the slug, b*tch the Koopsta Knicca don't give a f*ck
I read the Revelation, think about my situation
Waitin' on a low wage job but in my heart I have no patience
Call up my n*gga friend to hit 'em with a (?) ten
I had to touch 'em, had to stick 'em for them dividends
And barred the n*ggas up out my hood and send a f*ckin' shot
Who called the folks?
Who called the feds?
Who called the f*cking cops?
Oh well, I won't be sittin' up in a jail cell
To make my pockets swell I make you b*tches burn in hell
[Hook: Playa Fly]
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta
Hit that, hit that
Front a busta
Hit that, hit that
Front a busta
Hit that, hit that
[Verse 2]
n*gga should finna be droppin' the green, I be down and the Koopsta ain't comin' clean
I'm makin' them stangs, I'm splittin' they brains, I'm droppin' these b*tches off somethin' mane
b*tches be testin' my pimpin' as if I really was a babbage n*gga
Comin' straight outta that North for real-la, the Koopsta Knicca's a cap peeler
Though I'm not like Dracula but b*tch this time it's a psycho man
A bloody Glock mister, blood stuck in the chest, b*tch the Koopsta the Knicca's a scandalous
Winter, spring, summer, fall, oh fella I'm creepin' in all types of weather
Knockin' these tricks in like down in a ditch, break a b*tch quick, I love this sh*t
I break my f*ckin' black back slangin' crack up on that dope track
A b*tch tried to creep my sh*t, trick so I dropped off something like that
That bizness with that sh-izz-it l-izz-ead caliber, n*gga d-izz-ick
Murder-murder, redruM, body numb in a ditch, trick
With a bunch of b*tches wrapped up in some plastic, they got blasted
I took yo sh*t and sorry b*tch, you gets no f*ckin' casket
Nothin' but some bullet lead stuck in your motherf*ckin' head
Triple 6 engraved in red got you busta b*tches scared
[Bridge]
Hit that hoe for...
Front a busta...
Hit that hoe for...
Front a busta...
[Hook: Playa Fly]
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front a busta with some bap
Hit that hoe for her fifteen
Front, front a busta with some bap
Hit that, hit that hoe for her fifteen
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