Plies - Bushes lyrics

[Intro:] Ay bra drop us off right here Right here the blue house bra Ay bra let's get in these bushes When that f** n***a get here he gets it [Hook:] You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay p**y b**h you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish Keep bullsh**tin n***a I'mma be right in yo bushes You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay p**y b**h you gettin to yo house, I be right in yo bushes Jump out with that choppa, actin real foolish Keep bullsh**tin n***a I'mma be right in yo bushes [Verse 1:] But get dropped off with them goons late night We gone dug off with them choppas and sit tight Lay right in yo bushes until you come back And when we finish them crackas gone have to put you on ice n***a jumpin up out them bushes ain't nothin nice We gone throw some sh** but ain't gone be rice Hollow points gone be whistlin comin back to back n***a we murkin we ain't worried bout you buckin back We ain't come for the money we come for yo life n***a we patient with this sh** we'll lay all night We done did it before laid till the sunlight You don't know it yet but f** n***a you gettin wiped [Hook] [Verse 2:] Got on my monkey suit layin in this wet gra** Got me hot p**y I wanna give it to you bad Soon as you turn up in this b**h we puttin it on yo a** f** n***as that run they mouths don't last Me and my goons don't argue n***a we toe tag You ain't do it right them crackas gone bring them body bags Wanna see what you do when you see that ski mask Want see you smile for that yoppa when you see it flash We ain't gone let you get out we shootin thru yo gla** Walkin to yo car shooting that choppa lookin mad Bustin from the front, the goons bustin from the back Clique of young n***as gettin off in all black [Hook] [Verse 3:] My goons lurk all day lookin for spots Tryin to find where you layin and what you got Might done followed you home weither you know it or not Until we peep something n***a we circling the block Keep them yoppas on deck so we ready to squab n***a ridin all mornin since 7 o'clock I'm on yak they on pills we ready to wile So if you slippin and we peep you we ready to plie Four yoppas fifty rounds two hundred shots All us ridin with big toolies no glocks All the yoppas off safety no locks Better hope yo bushes ain't our next spot [Hook]