Letras
Bendo buss, bendo buss (Bendo buss it babe!)
Bendo buss, he gon’ bend it o’ buss (Bendo buss it babe!)
Though you was a real nigga but you ain’t none (Though you was a real nigga but)
Bendo bussie, he gon’ bendo buss it, babe (Bendo buss it babe!)
Was a real, neh? (Real nigga!)
Bet you thought (Bet you thought!)
Bet you thought you was a real, neh? (Whoo!)
You was a real, neh? (Was a real nigga!)
But you let him bendo buss
Bend-bendo bussie, baby (Whoo!)
Feenin’, she feenin’ for that nigga touch
Never said he love her, he just like the way she buss it
She say the way he hit it get her shit gushin’
The things they do together be really disgustin’
He like the way she make it round
She say hooray when he go down
When they be sippin’, they be gettin’ hella loud
And when she get to trippin’, bang-bang, problem solved
Bang-bang with no gun involved
Bang-bang with no love at all
Lovin’ all her crevices and bang-bangin’ on ‘em all
Oh lawd, trap nigga skeet-skrred all over that B heart
Be honest, baby, if you ain’t about that trap life
You better quit all of that bitchin’, get your act right
You ‘bout that gentle lovin’
Or ‘bout that steady fuckin’
Better know what you want
Or be the one to let him
Bendo buss, beh-bendo buss (Bend it)
Bendo buss, he gon’ bend it o’ buss (Buss it)
Thought you was a real nigga but you ain’t none (Bend it)
Bendo bussie, he gon’ bendo buss it, babe (Bus it)
Was a real, neh? (Real nigga!)
Bet you thought (Bet you thought!)
Bet you thought you was a real, neh? (Whoo!)
You was a real, neh
But you let him bendo buss
Beh-bendo buss it, baby
Speedy, he speedy, yeah the one to rush
Never had a rubber, said his pullout game had him covered
Women in the streets call him Undercover Brotha
In the summertime he was Mr. Lover-Lover
Tequila shots and she was gone