Текст песни
[Verse 1]:
9 bad mamas buss it down on my signal
cnd they fold it down just like a Pringle
My shit so damn cold I'm causing shingles
Got hits in Miami just like I'm Pitbull
[Chorus]:
I make it boom in this club (make it boom)
I'm making room in this club (makin' room)
I got the juice in this club (I got the juice)
Feelin' cool in this club (I'm feelin' cool)
[Verse 2]:
Left foot right foot I do my dance
You would rather Versace I'd rather wear hammer pants
Need my money now, in fact need it advanced
Take lil mama to Paris, oh wait take her to Cannes
Need to collect bands, and expand until I can't
Money exchange hands until K makes a command
I say “buss it with no hands til cash makes rubber bands”
Shit is a business customers have demands
Let the beat break down
Let the drinks go round
May the floor break down
[Don't stop get it get it (x2)
Buss it buss it wit it wit it (x2)] x 2
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]:
Look around, ain't nobody like me
Looking fresh in my white tee
I got ladies bussin just off my sauciness
They call me papi
K/9 run the down town
Got my cat out the dog pound
Lil mama was lost and now she's still not found
Had to make 1000 hits just to get like this
Had to make 1000 more get a chick like that
Why don't you buss it for K (x2)
Why don't you make our day (x2)
Why don't you put on some weight (x2)
Why don't you eat some cake (x2)
I need that fish filet
Need that blue Bombay
Need that whole buffet
They call me “Koala K”
Cause I'll snuggle all day
cnd I eat the whole parfait
[Chorus]
