Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bushes , by - Plies. Release date: 09.06.2008
Song language: English
Bushes |
| Ay bra drop us off right here |
| Right here the blue house bra |
| Ay bra lets get in these bushes |
| When that fuck nigga get here he gets it |
| You don’t know it but I done peeped where you stay pussy |
| Bitch you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes |
| Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish |
| Keep bullshittin nigga I’mma be right in yo bushes |
| You don’t know it but I done peeped where you stay pussy |
| Bitch you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes |
| Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish |
| Keep bullshittin nigga I’mma be right in yo bushes |
| But get dropped off wit them goons late night |
| We gone dug off wit them choppas and sit tight |
| Lay right in yo bushes until you come back |
| And when we finish them crackas gone have to put you on ice |
| Nigga jumpin up out them bushes ain’t nothin nice |
| We gone throw some shit but ain’t gone be rice |
| Hollow points gone be whistlin comin back to back |
| Nigga we murkin we ain’t worried bout you buckin back |
| We ain’t come for the money we come for yo life |
| Nigga we patient wit this shit we’ll lay all night |
| We done did it before laid till the sunlight |
| You don’t know it yet but fuck nigga you gettin wiped |
| Got on my monkey suit layin in this wet grass |
| Got me hot pussy I wanna give it to you bad |
| Soon as you turn up in this bitch we puttin it on yo ass |
| Fuck niggas that run they mouths don’t last |
| Me and my goons don’t argue nigga we toe tag |
| You ain’t do it right them crackas gone bring them body bags |
| Wanna see what you do when you see that ski mask |
| Want see you smile for that yoppa when you see it flash |
| We ain’t gone let you get out we shootin thru yo glass |
| Walkin to yo car shooting that choppa lookin mad |
| Bustin from the front, the goons bustin from the back |
| Clique of young niggas gettin off in all black |
| My goons lurk all day lookin for spots |
| Tryin to find where you layin and what you got |
| Might done followed you home weither you know it or not |
| Until we peep something nigga we circling the block |
| Keep them yoppas on deck so we ready to squab |
| Nigga ridin all mornin since 7 o’clock |
| I’m on yak they on pills we ready to wile |
| So if you slippin and we peep you we ready to plie |
| Four yoppas fifty rounds two hundred shots |
| All us ridin with big toolies no Glocks |
| All the yoppas off safety no locks |
| Better hope yo bushes ain’t our next spot |