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| Plies Bust It Baby (part 2) (feat. ne-yo) [plies: talkin'] ay can i please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie, let me bring you in my world (plies) and let you kno what i call a bust it baby [chorus: ne-yo] she got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mane, tryna get back to her love... best believe she got that good thang, she my lil hood thang, ask around they know us... they kno that's my (buss it) baybayy... evrybody know that's my (buss it) baybayy... evrybody know that's my... [verse 1: plies] if i wasn't married to the streets, it would be you your lips, what make you so cute love when you poke yo mouth when u mad to, save yo nemba in muh fone under lil boo like yo sex, but in more love with wat u do, turn me on how you stare at me when we thru when you give it to me, i don't wanna turn ya loose scared to moan round ya, so all i could say is ooh my favorite panties uh yours, are tha ones that see thru one with da pink trim on em, and they light blue speakin for da goons, thank god fo makin u buss it baby, is what i call u [chorus: ne-yo] she got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mane, tryna get bak to her love... best believe she got that good thang, she my lil hood thing, ask around they know us... they kno that's my (buss it) baybayy... everybody know that's my (buss it) baybayy... everybody know that's my... [verse 2: ne-yo] yea yea... (so now), they say he's an entertainer, (slow down) your just one more, (he don't respect you) he just gon hurt you and neglect you well let em say what they wanna (yeaa) i made a promise (yeaa), to do you right and i'm gonna (heyy) girl i do everything i can, to prove i'm a betta man, than ya friends think i am... [chorus: ne-yo] she got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mane, tryna get bak to her love... best believe she got that good thang, she my lil hood thing, ask around they know us... they kno that's my (buss it) baybayy... everybody know that's my (buss it) baybayy... everybody know that's my... [verse 3: plies] i jus gave her a nickname, it's wet-wet, cause when we finish, she mess up all my bed set she got sum to relax me when i'm under stress, neva told her, or let her kno, but she da best she like to spell her name with her tounge on my chest, if you wuda told me it was dis gud, i wud neva guessed she full o surprises, i dont kno what shell do next but while she sleep, i'll sneak and put hickes on her neck and when she go, she shut down the hole set, love to see her in heels, with da slit in her dress she like to do her own hair, get her own checks, my buss it baby, i keep her on deck [chorus: ne-yo] she got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mane, tryna get bak to her love... best believe she got that good thang, she my lil hood thing, ask around they know us... they kno that's my (buss it) baybayy... everybody know that's my (buss it) baybayy... everybody know that's my... |
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