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| Artist: Lil Scrappy feat. Lil Jon Lyrics Album: Title: Head Bussa Lyrics |
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[Lil' Jon] Yeah, Yeah... Put yo hands up, Put yo fist up Yeah, Yeah... Put yo hands up, Put yo fist up Yeah, Yeah... Put yo hands up, Put yo fist up Right about now we need y'all to rise for the inter-national head bussa's anthem (Head Bussa's) Lil Scrappy,(Lil Scrappy),Lil Scrappy BME Click, I'm Lil Jon Okaaay!!! [Chorus] We Some Head Bussa's We Some Head Bussa's We'll knock a hater out, We Some Head Bussa's We Some Head Bussa's We Some Head Bussa's We'll knock a hater out, We Some Head Bussa's [Lil Srcappy] I made up my mind dat Imma stike And Im ready to bite Takin out my steel Killin' every fuck nigga in sight But yet,Inspite I Knew you bitches din't wanna brawl (A whatcha say) Bitch I'll swang on all of y'all I'm da Beast from da East Wit da fangs on my teeth I'll muder all you bitches in the middle of the street And I dont give a fuuck if you dont like me Straight knock yo ass out in da Captivity Down south, I riide Shoot to Kill, Homiciide It be nothin shawty, til day dat I diie We striive To tear heads up And everywhere we go we gon tear dat bitch up We dont give a fuck about havin no click Da "A" got my back and we aint takin shit Excuse me shawty! get da fuck out my face Before we get mad and shoot up da whole place WE SOME HEAD BUSSA'S !!! [Chorus] I speak my mind Because bitin' my tongue hurt Murder yo ass from lyrics And put yo face on a shirt Imma muthafuckin' rider Blood, I thought y'all Knew And I aint runnin from nothin Even if its of twenty of you I think its plenty of you that really want "the shawty" dead but watch what u said Lil shawty I'm makin bread Fuck all yall borin' haters Bitch I hate yo blood to match I long hang bustas I roll wit G's and gats (gun cocks) And shawty matter of fact Deez trill G's be thugs And we aint talkin behind yo back And we aint scared to bust it I'm by myself But being alone makes you strong I stepped of the porch young So shawty I been grown [Chorus] ATL of da chain down here You come wit dat yappin' On action you gon' disappear You walk in club Da fists tight like brass knuckles Straight elbowin' haters like we jumpin off turnbuckles Beatin in yo doh' wit da clip on da tech Beatin down yo block in a '89 Chevy Tell da stupid boi We throwin bow's and we ready Screamin swang shawty Look at dem boys they cant stand me Yeah, shawty Imma ATL slugger Knockin off heads On you pussy muh'fuckas Shawties be sayin' Scrap, you a cool boy But I know in my heart Imma Head Bussa Boy !!!! WE 'DEM HEAD BUSSA'S [Chorus]2x's [WHAT,WHAT,WHAT,WHAT,WHAT] 6x's  submitted by M_Smith0620@hotmail.com |
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