buss cuban - ambjaay lyrics
ay, it cost to live like this you hear me
buss cuban on my neck, make my neck hurt
n*ggas ain’t never talkin’ money, what’s yo net worth
i just hit a n*gga, b*tch, now his chest hurt
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like a expert
buss cuban on my neck, make my neck hurt
n*ggas ain’t never talkin’ money, what’s yo net worth
i just hit a n*gga, b*tch, now his chest hurt
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like a expert
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like she suppose to
i’m with some fine sh*t, yeah, when i roll through
my neck lookin’ chilly, i’m a cold dude
n*ggas say he gettin’ money must be april fool’s
i don’t know how to act, i’m breakin’ rules
amb for the win, i hate to lose
i pull up with a chop and shake the room
i’m with some foreign hoes and foreign cars, this b*tch go zoom
i like mean b*tches the ones that’s rude
i can’t be f*cked with i’ma speak the truth
n*ggas droppin’ bullsh*t, n*gga, leave the booth
if n*ggas ain’t talkin’ money, you gettin the boot
you don’t like to see me win, n*gga, close yo eyes
my relly up few hats, he think about slidin
you can’t touch this drip like poison ivy
i pull up drippin’ sauce like thousand island
buss cuban on my neck, make my neck hurt
n*ggas ain’t never talkin’ money, what’s yo net worth
i just hit a n*gga, b*tch, now his chest hurt
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like a expert
buss cuban on my neck, make my neck hurt
n*ggas ain’t never talkin’ money, what’s yo net worth
i just hit a n*gga, b*tch, now his chest hurt
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like a expert
six years later and i’m still poppin
louis scarf on my head, i’m jaay bin laden
yeah, take it out your hand, put it in my pocket
n*ggas don’t like gettin’ money, man, y’all out of pocket
counted me out, but i still popped it
foreign cars and foreign hoes, b*tch, we havin options
put some cheese on his head like johnny rockets
amb, we the hottest, tender, man, he c*ck blockin
i know n*ggas don’t like the way i glowed up, huh
put the d*ck up in her mouth, she finna throw up, huh
i’m havin’ two bottles, i’m with four sl*ts
bust cuban on my neck, i’m all frozed up
buss cuban on my neck, make my neck hurt
n*ggas ain’t never talkin’ money, what’s yo net worth
i just hit a n*gga, b*tch, now his chest hurt
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like a expert
buss cuban on my neck, make my neck hurt
n*ggas ain’t never talkin’ money, what’s yo net worth
i just hit a n*gga, b*tch, now his chest hurt
she hop on d*ck and ride that thang like a expert
ay, it cost to live like this you hear me
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