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Paroles : Bust A Move
Bust A Move Lyrics by Future & Lil Uzi Vert is the fifth track of Future and Lil Uzi Vert’s album Pluto x Baby Pluto (Deluxe), it was released on November 17, 2020Bust A Move Lyrics
Slime
Dive, let’s dive in
Let’s lock it in (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Ayy, bank accounts gon’ shrink up
Yeah, every time we link up (No way, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m her baby, yeah (I’m her baby)
We get it 68 for 69, yeah (Get it)
Yes, I’m her baby, yeah (Let’s go)
We get it 68 for 69, yeah (Woah)
Well, I’m just sayin’, yeah, uh (I’m just sayin’)
No, I’m not trippin’, boy, go live your life, yeah (Go live your life)
No, I’m not dumb, no, yeah (Let’s go)
But where I’m from, you get shot sixty times, yeah (Brrt)
I spend a hunnid, I can’t drop a dime, yeah (No way)
If you from the gutter, you gon’ need the signs, yeah (Okay)
I never talk to police, I got me a bad bitch and she straight from Belize, uh
I had to fly the bitch and put her right on a jet but she basic to me, yeah (Let’s go)
Wasn’t even at the crib when she landed, I made the bitch wait for the D (I did)
She lick it up like she rollin’ the blunt so I made that girl face it for me (Let’s go, bitch)
I fucked that bitch but she already turnt, yeah
I’m in the ‘Rari, I’m racin’
Different colored stones on my neck (Yeah)
How can you say that I’m racist? (Woo)
One on 150, no, these not Ray-Bans
I got this straight from Rick Rick
I ain’t even go through my savings
My money older than Ricky
Why the fuck these niggas hating? (Why)
These niggas really too broke (Yeah)
I just got forty million from Roc Nation
Nigga know that’s not a joke (At all)
Big strawberry ice cream diamonds on my neck
Choppa got banana boat (Yeah)
Pull up with a Rolls-Royce coloring on these niggas white like bring a coat (Yeah)
All my bitches out L.A, they like to flick on their nose, yeah (Woah)
Tell the plug I’m on the way, my boys need a brick of the dope, yeah
All these diamonds on my neck, I’d fuck around, sink in the ocean (Woah)
Countin’ up all these blue checks, I swear that I need some lotion, yeah
Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, woo
Fools for four freaks, I’m a fool (I’m a fool)
I left codeine on your dresser, ain’t forget my tool (Too much of codeine)
That’s how you knew I was going to bust a move (Brrt)
I’m dripping mud on my shoes, yeah, I got slatts by the twos
Put Chanel and Jimmy Choos, I don’t play by the rules, yeah
I done spilled on your crew, gotta keep a mop on me too, yeah
Feel like I gotta change my bezels, and I stopped playin’ that side of the devil, yeah
Bodies on bodies, we goin’ crazy, crazy
Mexico baby, bando lay it
Wherever we go, you know we gotta play it
Do that shit right, you know you gettin’ paid (You know you gettin’ paid)
She toppin’ me off, she doin’ so great
She a real big boss, she know how I play
I can’t take a loss so I fuck her on the face
I’m gettin’ to the paper, damn, who is she chasin’?
Bust down her neck like that shit with no cape
Pucci carats on your ones like a cage
In the projects, goin’ home with a case
You know the move, a body ’bout the case
I sip the mud every single damn day
I’m seeing so much hate around my way
Ice on freezer, thirty below
Ice on the pussy, you know how it glow
Three hundred hitters, they ready to blow
Peep the one thousand, we keepin’ our cut
You gotta meet a nigga at the dot
I’m ’boutta go twist in your spot
‘Boutta blow three’s, turn it at the lot
By the new world, windmillin’ your thot
I see I’m her baby
She gon’ be there for me a trillion billion times
Yes, I’m a grinder, girl
And I get higher than the moonlight
Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, woo
Fools for four freaks, I’m a fool
I left codeine on your dresser, ain’t forget my tool
That’s how you knew I was going to bust a move (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, woo
Fools for four freaks, I’m a fool
Tool, woah
Yeah
Slime
Dive, let’s dive in
Let’s lock it in (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Ayy, bank accounts gon’ shrink up
Yeah, every time we link up (No way, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m her baby, yeah (I’m her baby)
We get it 68 for 69, yeah (Get it)
Yes, I’m her baby, yeah (Let’s go)
We get it 68 for 69, yeah (Woah)
Well, I’m just sayin’, yeah, uh (I’m just sayin’)
No, I’m not trippin’, boy, go live your life, yeah (Go live your life)
No, I’m not dumb, no, yeah (Let’s go)
But where I’m from, you get shot sixty times, yeah (Brrt)
I spend a hunnid, I can’t drop a dime, yeah (No way)
If you from the gutter, you gon’ need the signs, yeah (Okay)
I never talk to police, I got me a bad bitch and she straight from Belize, uh
I had to fly the bitch and put her right on a jet but she basic to me, yeah (Let’s go)
Wasn’t even at the crib when she landed, I made the bitch wait for the D (I did)
She lick it up like she rollin’ the blunt so I made that girl face it for me (Let’s go, bitch)
I fucked that bitch but she already turnt, yeah
I’m in the ‘Rari, I’m racin’
Different colored stones on my neck (Yeah)
How can you say that I’m racist? (Woo)
One on 150, no, these not Ray-Bans
I got this straight from Rick Rick
I ain’t even go through my savings
My money older than Ricky
Why the fuck these niggas hating? (Why)
These niggas really too broke (Yeah)
I just got forty million from Roc Nation
Nigga know that’s not a joke (At all)
Big strawberry ice cream diamonds on my neck
Choppa got banana boat (Yeah)
Pull up with a Rolls-Royce coloring on these niggas white like bring a coat (Yeah)
All my bitches out L.A, they like to flick on their nose, yeah (Woah)
Tell the plug I’m on the way, my boys need a brick of the dope, yeah
All these diamonds on my neck, I’d fuck around, sink in the ocean (Woah)
Countin’ up all these blue checks, I swear that I need some lotion, yeah
Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, woo
Fools for four freaks, I’m a fool (I’m a fool)
I left codeine on your dresser, ain’t forget my tool (Too much of codeine)
That’s how you knew I was going to bust a move (Brrt)
I’m dripping mud on my shoes, yeah, I got slatts by the twos
Put Chanel and Jimmy Choos, I don’t play by the rules, yeah
I done spilled on your crew, gotta keep a mop on me too, yeah
Feel like I gotta change my bezels, and I stopped playin’ that side of the devil, yeah
Bodies on bodies, we goin’ crazy, crazy
Mexico baby, bando lay it
Wherever we go, you know we gotta play it
Do that shit right, you know you gettin’ paid (You know you gettin’ paid)
She toppin’ me off, she doin’ so great
She a real big boss, she know how I play
I can’t take a loss so I fuck her on the face
I’m gettin’ to the paper, damn, who is she chasin’?
Bust down her neck like that shit with no cape
Pucci carats on your ones like a cage
In the projects, goin’ home with a case
You know the move, a body ’bout the case
I sip the mud every single damn day
I’m seeing so much hate around my way
Ice on freezer, thirty below
Ice on the pussy, you know how it glow
Three hundred hitters, they ready to blow
Peep the one thousand, we keepin’ our cut
You gotta meet a nigga at the dot
I’m ’boutta go twist in your spot
‘Boutta blow three’s, turn it at the lot
By the new world, windmillin’ your thot
I see I’m her baby
She gon’ be there for me a trillion billion times
Yes, I’m a grinder, girl
And I get higher than the moonlight
Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, woo
Fools for four freaks, I’m a fool
I left codeine on your dresser, ain’t forget my tool
That’s how you knew I was going to bust a move (Ayy, Brandon, man, why you do that?)
Can I jump inside your pool? Okay, woo
Fools for four freaks, I’m a fool
Tool, woah
Yeah
