(BUSSST, IIIIIIT.) My ba-bay! Everybody know that's my. Best believe she got that good thang, she my little hood thang Ask around, they know us, you'll know that's my (BUSSST, IIIIIIT.) My ba-bay! Everybody know that my. She got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mayne Tryna get back to her love. Bust it babies real quick homie, Let me bring you in my world (Plies) and. Yeah, yeah, yeah, so now They say he's an entertainer - (slow down) You're just one more - (he don't respect you) He just gon' hurt you - (and neglect you) Well let 'em say what they wanna (yeah) I made a promise (yeah) to do you right and I'm gonna (hey) Girl I'll do everything I can, prove I'm a better man Than your friends think I am, ohh. J-J-J-J-J.R Bust it ba-by Ay, can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie Let me bring you in my world (Plies, Ne-Yo) And let you know what I call my lil bust it baby Ne-Yo & (Plies) She got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mayne Tryna get back to her love Best believe she got that good thang, she my little hood thang Ask around, they know us, you. Chorus: Ne-Yo She got me speedin in the fast lane, Pedal to the floor mane, tryna get bak to her love. Pedal to the floor mayne, tryna get back to her love. BUST IT BABIES real quick homie, Let me bring you in my world (Plies) and. Videoklip a text psn Bust It Baby Pt 2 od Plies. Let me bring you in my world, and let you know what I call my lil bust it baby. She got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mayne Tryna get back to her love. Aye can I please talk to my bust it baby real quick homie. Ay, whats happenin homie This yo lil boy Plies, man (shawty) Ay, Pain, I want you tell em bout your shawty homie And Ima tell em bout mine, dawg Even though Im not your man, you not my girl Ima call you my (shawty) Cause I cant stand to see you treated bad I beat his ass for my (shawty) And we aint did nothin that we aint supposed to do Cause you my (shawty) Baby girl you. If I wahn't married to the streets, it'd be you Yo' lips, what make you so cute Love when you poke yo' mouth out when you mad, too Save your number in my phone under "Lil' Boo" Like your sex, but more in love of whatcha do Turn me on how you stare at me when we through When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose Scared to moan 'round you, so all I can say is "ooh" My favorite pannies of yours, the ones that see-thru One wit the pink trim on 'em and they light blue Speakin for the goons, thank God for makin you BUST IT BA-BY is what I call you
Bust it baby Ay can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie Let me.
Best believe she got that good thang, she my little hood thang Ask around, they know us, you'll know that's my (BUSSST, IIIIIIT.) My ba-bay! Everybody know that my. Lyrics to song Bust It Baby (Part 2 by Plies: (Intro-Plies) J-J-J-J-J.R. (Intro-Plies) J-J-J-J-J.R.J-J-J-J-J.R Bust it ba-by Ay, can I please talk to my bust it babies real quick homie? Let me bring you in my world (Plies, Ne-Yo!) And let you know what I call my lil' bust it baby She got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mayne Tryna get back to her love.