Lyrics 20 Taliband - Fxxxxy

20 Taliband

Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust them legs wide open
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust them legs wide open
If you’re pretty, thick, fine, and you got long hair
Bend it over, wobble on it, bust it open, come on
If you strip in the club and you really don’t care
Bend it over, wobble on it, bust it open, come on
Black Taliband
Flawssin with ISIS
Word round town, fuck ‘rounds
And weak niggas don’t like us
Who been on that stick talk?
I been on that lick talk
& before we drop a nigga we gon' pop up on the cops, that’s
How it is, fuck it is
Just started flexing, I might slip a disk
Trust no niggas, even where I live
But that’s the set and we in this bitch
‘Sup with these cocky, fake hoes
That done came when you popping
Upset ‘cause they texts ain’t getting responses
I ain’t thirsty for your presence hoe I ain’t them niggas
Got no time to lie to you, tryna whip somethin' bigger
Set in that black diamonds tryna catch me a breath
But my soldiers dedicated so they run up a check
Athletic with the counterfeits, call us the nets
Callin' shots, two numbers, put my name under Steph, bitch
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust them legs wide open
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust them legs wide open
If you’re pretty, thick, fine, and you got long hair
Bend it over, wobble on it, bust it open, come on
If you strip in the club and you really don’t care
Bend it over, wobble on it, bust it open, come on
Yeah, Bandos, worldwide, real hoes
Throw bows, fuck good, stay low
Count dough, clap clap on twenties
Know plenty, got it poppin' every city
Like these two-one-four hoes ain’t no fake hoes
Three-one-owe hoe’s tryna break laws
Fully with the motives, get it poppin', every city
And I’m down for ‘em
So it’s fuck them other niggas
No one knows if these so called killers is chose
They all fronting like they sold four bricks on they phones
Where my niggas home with moms, prayin' hard they don’t fold
All my woadies came from mold, setting traps on they phones
I used to say my name twice just to feel like that nigga
Fast forward from the mirror, now that came to fruition
Where my shawty with the ex that be running his lips
Tell him if he fix his mouth better lick on this clit
Then bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust them legs wide open
Bust it, bust it, bust it, bust it
Bust it, bust it, bust them legs wide open
If you’re pretty, thick, fine, and you got long hair
Bend it over, wobble on it, bust it open, come on
If you strip in the club and you really don’t care
Bend it over, wobble on it, bust it open, come on