- Busta Rhymes Pressure 歌詞
- Busta Rhymes
- Ft. Lil Wayne
Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' 'em
We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin'
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
Okay we see you in your
Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus
Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley
Them bitches puttin' pressure on 'em,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
When do this shit now tell me why is you competin'
When I be that type of nigga that get money when
I'm sleepin'
And when I'm fartin' and shittin' like
I country on the weekends
So ambitious, my accountants got continents when
I'm eatin' for me
Busta bust the most diamonds and start retreatin'
Beat the street up, she be standin' remarkable when
I'm speakin'
He used rechargeable batteries, bitch
I'm tweekin' on me
Short-circuit , electric chair, voltages, every feature call me
Like I'm short for breath, crawlin' in money
Rush you fuck a blunt bitch
I'm inhalin' muffler smoke from busses
I could fill my money like soldiers
I come to punish
Defense mechanism from infection the way that puss is
Ain't no fuckin' around or frontin', get it as forgettin' this bread
I 'm like vomit, so disgusting.
Well there he's my other alias
Don't forget it, call me snowblower, blowin' this bread like it's nothin' with it
Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin''em
We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin'
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
We puttin' pressure on ' em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
Okay we see you in your
Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus
Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley
Them bitches puttin' pressure on 'em,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
Okay, recent
F baby, man
I got to put the pressure on 'em
Young money the special team, we so ravenous got on 'em
Right up on your girl lips, got my dick resting on 'em
Soon as it woke up it came and laughin' on 'em
Swag with no effort on 'em, quicker than a leopard on 'em
If he got beef, watch me sprinkle some pepper on him
No spendarella, just plenty metal for any fellow
Semi saddle everything for me and everything from me
Smokin' on that
G13 and everything funny
Smash me y'all bitch ass niggas, kiss ass niggas
Blood game, six flags nigga
No rollercoaster, real shit, we hold the bread, the hoes on the toasters
Young Casanova,
I bend their asses over
She say my dick stronger than a six pack of
Cola Man I'm so fly,
I got arachnophobia
Pressure bust pipes but easy bust twice
Yea we see you bust a bottle at your legal table stuntin' ' em
We come in by the bar and get to fuckin' up your frontin'
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
Okay we seeyou in your
Phantom, actin' cocky with your missus
Yea you ballin' till you see us pull up in the alley
Them bitches puttin' pressure on 'em,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
We puttin' pressure on 'em ,
We puttin' pressure on 'em
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