Cray - Busy Boi lyrics

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Cray - Busy Boi lyrics

[Hook x4] With that bullsh** you can miss me Dismiss, flee, b**h, I'm a busy boy [Verse 1: C. Ray] With that bullsh** you can miss me dismiss, flee, b**h I'm a busy boy An a**hole, prick, when I met yo chick that I smashed so sick when my dick deployed Then I'm out, quicker than a 40-yard dash headed for the bar-fest, then I get destroyed In another gla** when I'm sippin', got me picking up a gla** full of liquor then I'm history, boy And I don't even need a f**ing cup, I got a bottle Imma take it to the neck and take it slow just like a model Hollow when I'm shallow, 'chu don't give a f**, they gotta follow when I'm leaving to the scene to give them something they can swallow Phenomenal with it, I k** them off when I visit Bet I hit it, then she jumped off in the coffin, you dig it Complicated when I spit it, pissing off all the critics Then get your chicken burner rubbers, kicking all the specific Then I'm back with the b**hes and the [?] in the trunk With the subs and the spits and the sh** that finna bump Homie, I don't even need to bring the heat up with your face in the speaker, then make you look like i hit you with the pump Finna b**hin', hit the kitchen for the chicken and the protein Then i get polluted with some mental then the blunts Maybe even hit the [?] with the [?] Till I'm numb and I'm higher than [?] Waking up in the morning ready for murder, finna go hit the lab Then Imma get perverted, drop the curtains and go pick a tramp n***a before my service and taking them to the circus as long as she [?] coming with the cash And we can be all good as long as you don't talk Wish you would, b**h, I get annoyed Then you can miss me with the bullsh** Dismiss, b**h flee , I'm a busy boi [Hook x4] With that bullsh** you can miss me Dismiss, flee, b**h, I'm a busy boy [Verse 2: Twisted Insane] With that bullsh** you can miss me dismiss, flee, b**h I'm a busy boy I'm droppin' it deep in the p**y whenever I'm in that pa** And really you're nothin', I meet 'em It's only a minute for you to come over and get destroyed I gotta be off in the room when I deal with you b**hes I really don't wanna be nice when I pick up a knife and go slice everytime I get annoyed Ain't f**ing around, I be doin this sh** for a reason k**in' em in the kitchen quit your b**hin' it's a mystery boy And I be on my sh** I'm independent on the k**in' Bustin' nuts up on you b**hes, scary movie on the ceiling Make-up on the pillow, willow couldn't reach me if I'm illin Drillin vaginal secretion, gettin ready for the children I'm a demon, tellin' the b**h to bend over and back up You gon' get the punishment the first time that you act up Natural disaster, the next b**h come after Oh no you can go home and the ho call me master Whatchu want you b**hes comin' in but I'm a n***a that won't fade Saw the chick, I wanna find a b**h and wanna go on both ways Take it in the p**y, have another b**h catch what I spray I be on the sh** that be having these other motherf**ers saying no way Leanin', sideways on the front seat on stuck n***a f**ed up with a 40 bottle in a cup like what's up wit' a Stuck with a bu*t and a couple of bucks to get me a hamburger and some fries and a couple D's cups and a Banged out, brainsick scoopin' b**hes up with a spatula s**ing blood up out the p**y like a n***a name was Black Dracula Out the window clackin' ya, 94 black Acura And you don't want a motherf**er like me coming after ya Strung out, lookin' like a zombie off them mushrooms Medicated, feelin' hella faded you be sh** out of luck soon Come to the s*ut room, really wanna get a taste And I got a appetite for the p**y like my n***a Tech N9ne on f** Food [Hook x4] With that bullsh** you can miss me Dismiss, flee, b**h, I'm a busy boy

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