Talk Up Russ (Ft. Bugus)

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[Intro: Russ]
Tell you how
Tell you how to do it
I tell you how to do it
Yeah

[Verse 1: Russ]
Ok, your boy's a frequent flyer now
Gettin' a little bit of money so I might be looking flyer now
Quite down, Russ is talkin', I mean Russ is chompin'
You catch fleas when you lay with bitches way too often
I just dog 'em, keep it movin'
Flippin' thoughts into fruition
I just sold out shows in Europe with no label, no booking agent
No manager, no publicist
Just me, myself, and all my visions
And self belief and passion and a little persistence
I know some people that know some people
That can get you fucked up if you don't keep your distance
So homie keep your distance
I got my kin wit' me, kinkle me
Pretty bitches that sing for me
Alley-oop me the coochie
And then I'm dunkin' like Timothy, ah

[Chorus: Bugus]
Niggas ain't gettin' no money
Niggas ain't gettin' no dough
Wouldn't know when I'm countin' my money
Wouldn't know if a nigga went broke

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