BusBoy Songtext
von Kilo Kish

On the bus
Wanna know what′s up
I'm drifting in and out
Sippin′ my styrofoam cup
I finally decided
I should make the first cut
Starting with you
You only bring me bad luck
San fran I ran
Nigga, got damn
Love doesn't mean nothing
If it doesn't have plans
The blind can see into eternity
If I describe to them
What you mean to me
Back and forth
Back and forth, what′s worse?
Doing the same shit again
Is when you get your chest hurt
As far as I′m concerned


You only dig me more dirt
I mean my own grave
What the fuck am I saying?
I used to be smart
When I did well in school
But now I feel trapped
Because I'm handcuffed to you
I′m finally free
Said the greyhound will do
Until I find where I'm going
But at least I′m brand new
(No, that's good?)
Take a seat, sit down and relax
Boy, boy, boy
I′ma, I'mma put you on
To some facts
Boy, boy, boy
Take a, take-a take-a seat
Sit down and relax
Boy, boy, boy
I'ma, I′mma put you
I′ma, I'mma put you on
Boy, boy, boy
Girls hate it when you don′t respond
Girls hate it when you live with mom
Girls hate it when your phone don't quit
Girls hate it when you′re on some shit
Girls hate a guy with attitude
Girls hate a guy who's always rude
Girls hate a guy they can′t believe
Girls like boys that fuck with me
Girls don't call when you act lame
Girls don't call when you play games
Girls don′t call back at 4 am
Cause booty-calls ain′t cool with them
Girls don't like sports on the low
Girls pretend to laugh at jokes
Girls just want something they can feel
Tangible, shit becomes real
Take a seat, sit down and relax
Boy, boy, boy
I′ma, I'mma put you
I′ma, I'mma
To some shit
Boy, boy, boy
Take a, take-a take-a
Take a, take-a take-a seat
Boy, boy, boy
I′ma, I'mma put you
I'ma, I′mma put you on
Boy, boy, boy