Tyga - Bu$$in Out Da Bag lyrics
Tyga [Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson] Compton, California, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Tyga - Bu$$in Out Da Bag lyrics]
Like even my girlfriend be asking this shit
Yeah it's crazy
Shit, fuck what they talkin' 'bout
Shit the only thing I hear
Is the money machine no doubt
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag, yeah
This is big money, shit be
Bustin' out the bag, yeah
Shawty in designer jeans bussin'
Out the back, yeah
Bussin' out the window
Heard they bussin' at the club
Bussin' out the bottles and
The models gettin' drunk
Fuckin' on a model and I'm
Bussin' where I want
Diamonds in the Rollie and they
Bussin' out the bag
Bussin' out the bag yeah
Fuck it now I'm cashin'
You gon feel my fire have
Me bussin' out the Lamb'
You gon get me hot and have
Me bust out the Bugatti
I run into the dealership
I'm bussin' out the bag
Won't let me out the deal
The streets gon get it still
Fuck what they talkin' bout?
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
This is big money
Shit be bustin' out the bag
Red cups and paper plates
Bustin' out the trash
I'm living in the hills but
I'm gutta to my heart
You niggas know you owe me yeah
You runnin' up a tab
200 when I'm rollin' got it
Bussin' out the dash
Fuck what they talkin' 'bout
I'm bussin' out a hit
Bussin' out the bags then I'm
Jumpin' out the whip
You can see I'm cookin'
Yeah it's jumpin' out the pan
Bought out Bathin' Apes
Spent the summer in Japan
It's somethin' to you boys but
It's nothin' to the man money still comin'
Yeah it's bussin' out the bag
Fuck it, now I'm gassed
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag, yeah
This is big money, shit be
Bustin' out the bag, yeah
Shawty in designer jeans bussin'
Out the back, yeah
Bussin' out the window
Heard they bussin' at the club
Bussin' out the bottles and
The models gettin' drunk
Fuckin' on a model and I'm
Bussin' where I want
Diamonds in the Rollie and they
Bussin' out the bag
Bussin' out the bag yeah
Fuck it now I'm cashin'
You gon feel my fire have
Me bussin' out the Lamb'
You gon get me hot and have
Me bust out the Bugatti
I run into the dealership
I'm bussin' out the bag
Won't let me out the deal
The streets gon get it still
Fuck what they talkin' bout?
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
Long Maybach and I'm fuckin' in the back
She bussin' on my seats
I was puffin' on the gas
Took another puff, fuck it, now I'm gassed
Gold shine papers got me
Bussin' down the gram ballin' with my gang
Ain't no fun without the fam
Took a trip to Europe
I was bussin' out the bag
Ballin' out in Paris
Yeah they love me out in France
You be talkin' to the man
Jumpin' out the van
My niggas don't be talkin'
We be bussin' out the bag
We just hit the mall
Don't give a fuck about the tag
Told her like, "Bad bitch
Throw it in the bag" bitches bussin' out
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag, yeah
This is big money, shit be
Bustin' out the bag, yeah
Shawty in designer jeans bussin'
Out the back, yeah
Bussin' out the window
Heard they bussin' at the club
Bussin' out the bottles and
The models gettin' drunk
Fuckin' on a model and I'm
Bussin' where I want
Diamonds in the Rollie and they
Bussin' out the bag
Bussin' out the bag yeah
Fuck it now I'm cashin'
You gon feel my fire have
Me bussin' out the Lamb'
You gon get me hot and have
Me bust out the Bugatti
I run into the dealership
I'm bussin' out the bag
Won't let me out the deal
The streets gon get it still
Fuck what they talkin' bout?
Yeah I got it bussin' out the bag