Plies – Bust It Baby Part 2 ft. Ne-Yo

Download clean vinyl LP CD free mp3 Plies song by Nelly and this music is titled “Bust It Baby Part 2 ft. Ne-Yo”.

Actually this amazing music is popped out of an album which is titled “Definition of Real” And it was released in the year 2008.

 

Listen up below with the full lyrics.

 

Plies Bust It Baby Part 2 ft. Ne-Yo MP3 DOWNLOAD

Lyrics

J-J-J-J-J.R.

Busssst, 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.

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.

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that’s my.

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

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’ll know that’s my

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that my.

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that’s my.

Yeah yeah, slow down

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…

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’ll know that’s my

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that my.

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that’s my.

I jus’ gave her a nick name, it’s “Wet-Wet”

Cause when we finished, she mess up all the bedsets

She got sumthin to relax me when I’m under stress

Never told her or let her know it but she the best

She like to spell her name wit her tongue on my chest

If you’da told me it was this good, I’da never guessed

She full of surprises, I don’t know what she’ll do next

But while she sleep I sneak and put hickies on her neck

And when she go out, she shut down the whole set

Love to see her in heels wit the slit in her dress

She like to do her own hair and get her own checks

My BUST IT BA-BY, I keep her on deck

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’ll know that’s my

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that my.

(BUSSST, IIIIIIT…) My ba-bay!

Everybody know that’s my.

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