Nliten - Magazines (feat. Kuu) Lyrics

Bust down rollie
Kick it like goalie
Locks like goldie
That's unholy
Matrimony
White girl magnolia
She aint even go here
Pussy got gold hair
How you meet her?
At a bar
At the bottom of a bottle with a bottom like Anita
Made it so hard to read her
She look just like a model
I'm on the ball, like Armstrong
Im the Fons, im the boss
Got a dime, put in her box and bust it

Bust it Open, Bust it, Bust it
Bust it Open Bust it Bust it
Bust it Open Bust it Bust it
Bust it Open Bust it, uh

Bust it Open Bust it Bust it
Bust it Open Bust it Bust it
Bust it Open Bust it Bust it
Bust it, Bust it, Bust it, Bust it

F*ck her if she bad or not
F*ck her make her daddy watch
F*ck her take her daddy's watch
F*ck it, F*ck it, F*ck it get high as an astronaut

And i never come down
Yall niggas clowns
Imma- oo
Nah thats basic though
I dont needa say

F*ck it imma ride for real
F*ck it imma shot to kill
F*ck it cut the cards and deal
F*ck it- F*ck it- F*ck it
Im- imma rob and steal
F*ck it imma grab the steal
Bust it
Bust it
F*ck it
Im just leave you ducking
And theres no discussion
Coming like Russions
And im bout to ride the percussion
Its like this is no discussion
They were like Kwaku bout to spy on em
But I am not a Russion
My niggas on the f*cking front lines
And we is not just rushing
Yall niggas bout to just get beat up
But I am not throwing punches

I got magazines... she's every issue
I got magazines... she's every issue
I got magazines... she's every issue
I got magazines... she's every issue

I got magazines... she's every issue
I got magazines... she's every issue
I got magazines... she's every issue
I got magazines... she's every issue