Buss Down

L2R - BUSS DOWN LYRICS Pre intro chorus; Ahhh’whooooooo ooooooo Yeahhhh, yeahhhhh, yeah, 1st Chorus; CHILDISH We just mother fucking touched down, (Touch down, touch down, touch down), Bring your friends from the ends tell’em were about to Buss Down, (Buss it, buss it, buss it), Middle fingers in the air if you’re feeling like a boss now, (Hands up, hands up, hands up), See them run run run Cus were heading to the top now, (Yeah we're heading to the top), 1st Verse (“Jajii”) We come through like shottas - ratatatataa Me no want no problem but if you want we’ll bring the Mazza, I'll be knocking on ya door yeah that’s me on the buzzer, You’ll be wondering what’s next ill tell you it’s a mazza ah ah ah - ah ah ah I’m getting away with murdaa, (ah ah ah ah ah) Murdaa, (ah ah ah ah ah) I’m a monster when I’m mashing these bangers (Ah ah ah) tell a friend to tell a friend that we in town We’ll be mashing up the ends we no stop (No no no) Got the Gyal dem bussin down their not tired Tell the DJ TURN IT UP 2nd Chorus; “Childish” We just mother fucking touched down, (Touch down, touch down, touch down), Bring your friends from the ends tell’em were about to Buss Down, (Buss it, buss it, buss it), Middle fingers in the air if you’re feeling like a boss now, (Hands up, hands up, hands up), See them run run run Cus were heading to the top now, (Yeah were heading to the top), 2nd Verse; “CHILDISH” Childish childish what you gunna do, What you gunna do when they come for you? Ima give them the finger and tell them I’m the new winner, I see their legs start to shiver, I eat these pussies for dinner, Like stop - rock We just steady shining check the frost floss Trust in perfect timing like a clock - watch I’m forever styling like a boss - boss Every loss has a cost But they Wheel it all up when performing Got a couple Gs touching road til the mornings Have her overseas she’ll be feeling like touring Me and H boogz gave you dust til the dawn what’s gwarning Murda - do the tings you ain’t heard of Switch the beats and it’s murder L2R came to turn - up Burst up 3rd Chorus; We just mother fucking touched down, (Touch down, touch down, touch down), Bring your friends from the ends tell’em were about to Buss Down, (Buss it, buss it, buss it), Middle fingers in the air if you’re feeling like a boss now, (Hands up, hands up, hands up), See them run run run Cus were heading to the top now, (Yeah were heading to the top) 3rd Verse; H Boogz I came thru with the answers, There’s no black-ka-ka-ka-ka, Mashing up the riddim, Then I’m blowing up the special, big beauty bajan deh pon mi left, And a another African gyal pon right mi right, That’s a burgerrrrr yeah, We go light up the herbs my girl, Watch People scream out murder yeah, Man ah killin off the tune no way?! Man a hit em like a pop star, Mixing up the tune we go shock yah, We nuh tek chat..... So mi hit back, Every body drop, Like a SnapBack Ah Where mi cap at, (Manna pop) We touch down inna function, Shutting down the booth wit my bredrin, We don’t do talk with no dead ting, Killing of the set causing problem!