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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tee Grizzley
Tee Grizzley
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andre A. Clarke
Andre A. Clarke
Songwriter
Harold Faltermeyer
Harold Faltermeyer
Songwriter
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Terry Sanchez Wallace Jr.
Songwriter
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jonathan Rotem
Jonathan Rotem
Producer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Black Man Chant
Black Man Chant
Producer

Lyrics

Buss it all down Buss it all down, nigga (aye, aye) Buss it all down Buss it all down, nigga J.R., let's get it Buss it all down (yeah) Flying, only time we do planes, nigga Everywhere the Grizzley gang go They got them things with them (straps) Beat the streets, but I lost a couple main niggas Speaking of the streets, play with me they put yo'- Buss it all down (a'ight) Flying, only time we do planes, nigga Everywhere the Grizzley gang go They got them things with them (always) Beat the streets, but I lost a couple main niggas Speaking of the streets Play with me they put yo' brains in them (baow) I grew up around weight flippers (weight flippers) Drug addicts, alcoholics, couple gravediggers (couple gravediggers) Fast-forward and a lot of shit done changed, nigga If you see me in the party with you, I got paid, nigga (I got paid, nigga) Lot of these niggas in the way, nigga Brodie sold a bag and let his chain up He a gang member (oh, that's my gangmen) Free all of my niggas doing time Y'all on the way, nigga (I'm on the way) Take a duffle bag out to the jeweler I can't play with them Buss it all down (buss it) Flying, only time we do planes, nigga Everywhere the Grizzley gang go They got them things with them (everywhere) Beat the streets, but I lost a couple main niggas Speaking of the streets, play with me they put yo'- Buss it all down (a'ight) Flying, only time we do planes, nigga Everywhere the Grizzley gang go They got them things with them (everything) Beat the streets, but I lost some more main niggas Speaking of the streets Play with me they put yo' brains in them (baow, baow) Play with niggas 'cause they be on too much lame shit (lame shit) Threw a circle on my choppa, staying dangerous (grrah) That's a drum if you don't understand my language (brrah) Flexing hella bag, boy, I spend that shit on maintenance (that's on maintenance, nigga) Circle the block before I pull up in the driveway Nobody know the crib Being cautious just my mind state (being cautious) Don't come tryna play with us and throw yo' life away Realest nigga, by the way, get the money, right away (ah) I don't roll with 50 niggas, I be dolo, nigga (I be dolo) Lamborghini, Benz, Bentley, how you want it, nigga? (Aye, how you want it?) If you broke but you can move it I'll throw them, nigga (I'll throw them) You fuck that bag up, that blender, we gon' throw you in it (brrah) Buss it all down (buss it) Flying, only time we do planes, nigga Everywhere the Grizzley gang go They got them things with them (we got them bitches) Beat the streets, but I lost a couple main niggas Speaking of the streets Play with me they put yo'- (aye) Buss it all down (buss it) Flying, only time we do planes, nigga Everywhere the Grizzley gang go They got them things with them (aye, we got them) Beat the streets, but I lost a couple main niggas Speaking of the streets Play with me they put yo' brains in them Buss it all down Buss it all down, nigga Buss it all down Buss it all down, nigga
Writer(s): Jonathan Reuven Rotem, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Harold Faltermeyer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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