lirik lagu paul wall & c. stone – bust
[intro: chief keef]
june you’re a g*nius
ramy on the beat
sos’ baby
gbe baby
ayy
(bang, bang)
[verse 1: chief keef]
my diamonds dance like a jewel party, on my neck bugatti
she so wet it’s a pool party
she ride me like ducati
it’s enough jewels on me for two bodies
ooh johnny, i only count the cash, i don’t count no punani
no star clique it’s the ruler, call me chief rick the ruler
i’ll get the p-ssy later, get the money sooner
that’s ya ho i’m gon’ do her, she’s in the uber
tell cash to order that sh-t, and order two he-rs-s
cuz i’m k!llin’ these n-ggas, hilary billin’ these n-ggas
hilary duffin’ these n-ggas, got bands and duff on me n-gga
they like, “what’s up with keef n-gga?
he went def on me n-gga.”
now it’s these big -ss earrings
try me, we bust on a n-gga
pulled up in a hot car, with a hot fire
and we hot-boxing a hot car
hop out of the hot car, with the hot ice
and i gotta thank my mama
countin’ all this motherf-ckin’ green
and you know i gotta thank god too
only thing i’m worryin’ bout is waking up in the morning
f-ck this city gon’ do?
[chorus: chief keef]
bust on a n-gga, (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on a n-gga, (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
[verse 2: paul wall]
palms itchin’ i got money comin’ i can feel it
glock, conceal it, hatin’, k!ll it, ice grill, chill it
off the shoulders, hands quicker than a poker dealer
shout out to my shotta e.e a.k.a “the pig squealer”
i don’t dance but my diamonds do, watch ’em twerk
vvs, g-code, poppin like a perc
diamonds fl!cker, f-ck a swisher
roll up a gold leaf swishahouse, glo gang, paul wall, chief keef
satellite supplied, wrap it with a keith coat
wet snake drippin’ like the candy on a 64″
h-town and chi-town screamin’, free sergio
ride the beat, go bang, 44
ear lobes icey, diamonds dancin’ like ciara
tv johnny got me clearer that’s why yo b-tch starin’
yo grill don’t shine like my grill, why is you comparin’?
i got diamonds twerkin’ all on me, 312 to the 713
[chorus: chief keef]
bust on a n-gga, (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on a n-gga, (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
[verse 3: c. stone]
i don’t sell no syrup i just sip it
i go get new jewelry then i flip it
i stay well connected this ain’t cricket
they know my name from chicago to mississippi
i just got a bag got my b-tch a new bag, and i ain’t tryna brag, but that’s why my pants sag
my pockets flooded like my blazer it’s fully loaded
turn in yo lane my lights start glowin’, that’s promoted
on my grill, i put them vvss
i put 20 racks up in my t–th cause, forget the days, them lights was off
now every time i open up my mouth you see me shinin’ in the midwest, but you know i’m from the south
(c. stone)
[chorus: chief keef]
bust on a n-gga, (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on a n-gga, (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
bust on-bust on a n-gga (try me, we bust)
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