She got me speedin in the fast lane, pedal to the floor mayne Tryna get back to her love. Yeah, yeah, yeah, so now 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. (BUSSST, IIIIIIT.) My ba-bay! Everybody know that's my. 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.

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

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

Plies bust it baby remix