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Malxolm Brixkhouse - BussDown [Official Audio]

Official Audio for "BussDown" by Malcolm Brixkhouse MERCH LINK:   / shop_tab   iTunes Store:   / bussdown-single   Apple Music:   / bussdown-single   Soundcloud:   / bussdown   Spotify: https://spoti.fi/3cid2ST Written, composed, arranged and produced by: Malcolm Brickhouse Mixed and mastered by: Jaeme Brennan McDonald www.mixedbysoundchild.com Photographer: www.i7eight.com/ Facebook:   / malxolmbrixkhouse   Instagram:   / malxolm.brixkhouse   Twitter:   / uttband   Website: https://www.malxolmbrixkhouse.com/ Lyrics: Pick up the dust now Dodging the feds She in the back doing some ugh now She get a rush now Adjust now Open her legs She picking sides Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown Pick up the dust now Dodging the feds She in the back doing some ugh now She get a rush now Adjust now Open her legs She picking sides Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown Flex right now, baby Bussdown Can you lust right now, baby Booted-up right now, baby Pick up the phone Pick it up right now, baby Stone-cold, sad-heart Why don’t you get that Hop in the coupe, enjoy the ride Why don’t you sit back No bones, hard fall But watch the get back Enjoy the truth, ignore the lies Why don’t you get that And she hopes That nobody’s seen her Pick up the dust now Dodging the feds She in the back doing some ugh now She get a rush now Adjust now Open her legs She picking sides Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown Pick up the dust now Dodging the feds She in the back doing some ugh now She get a rush now Adjust now Open her legs She picking sides Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown Play the edge right now, baby Bitch, I’m booted Might be dead right now, baby In a spread right now, baby Purple meds Throw up red right now, baby Stone cold, sad-heart Why don’t you get that I broke your heart, just give it time Can you forgive that We pour up slow, roll fast, bitch Can you dig that This broken heart Reading my tats Bitch, can you live fast And she hopes That nobody’s seen her And she’s not a believer Until nobody needs her You can’t do this all by yourself Can’t ask no one for help Do you think we can’t tell by now Act like nobody’s felt this I’ll sit here and watch you Just drown in a hell right now (You hope) And she hopes That nobody’s seen her Pick up the dust now Dodging the feds She in the back doing some ugh now She get a rush now Adjust now Open her legs She picking sides Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown Pick up the dust now Dodging the feds She in the back doing some ugh now She get a rush now Adjust now Open her legs She picking sides Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown She get a rush now Who do she trust now Bitch, my wrist is bussdown