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Preparing for the ups and downs of life.
Busta Rhymes the mighty infamous,
Always misbehaving and mischeivous,
Causing aggravation, I'll never pause,
Pushing out spit balls through plastic straws.
Its the shingaling, baby!
Coming out of town - willingly as usual.
Jumping up and down like a Mexican jumping bean on crack.
I ain't going to bump no more with no big fat woman.
Hey, cowboy, what's happening?
Thrilling to the sensation of hard, teeming flesh.
going to the mattresses
The "down and dirty
Whats up, Q?" asked Gus.
Oh, we're just scattering some dead fish about town, breaking some windows, photographing naked guys, hanging out in skyscraper lobbies at three-fifteen in the morning, that type of thing.
"Not much," I answered.
In Atlantic City about to get my crunk on. I don't know what that means.
These other rappers getting bodied and carried away.
I'm just working and having a good time and seeing what develops, which is so awesome, because you don't know what's going to happen, and I'm letting myself do that a lot more than I ever have.
Sure things are going to get sketchy, but when your having the time of your life whats sketchy?
Feeling so gay, feeling so gay.
I love goofing around, and I love breaking people's balls. I do it off camera, as well as on camera.
Getting up at the ass-crack of dawn
Move fast and break things.
Being my lady on my arm and my slut between the sheets
He had her buns up kneelin', and he was wheelin' and dealin'.
We must, we must, we must increase our bust.
rippling response stroking over his cock.
I'm being a dad and a good husband.
going on between-- Pat White
As Shakespeare said, there's nothin' cooler than droppin' the 'g's off of gerunds!
I'm really cracking. No, I'm beyond cracking. I'm shattered. I'm lost. I'm fragmented.
Don't stop me now, I'm having such a good time, I'm having a ball
Floor, shaking a dice-box and laughing excitedly.
Farting, don't think, just fart.
Playing football, I'm getting chills just thinking about it. That first knock of the game, you are going on kickoff, and you are just trying to smack somebody just as hard as you can. That's how I play baseball. I want to hit you.
We're going to find your hobo. We're going to work hard - work nights. Liv, we're going to put our balls into it." She hugged her tightly.
"When did we get balls?" Livia loved her ridiculous sister.
"Just now.
Picture me rollin
What's shaking, Gatorbait?
I was bangin' 7 gram rocks and finishing them because that's how I roll
Giving one another the rather embarrassed grins of people who know that they've just been part of a synchronized making-a-fool-of-yourself team.
It's just too bad they have to die. They're totally bangable, you know?" "Bangable," Taylor mouthed in disgust. She wanted to show this boy another meaning for the word bang, and it involved his head against a steel door.
Fuckin' A. Bedtime.
Keep on truckin'
Bustle, Sophronia, is not industry, as you very well know; people flutter and bustle about like a hen raising ducks, and then complain that their work has killed them, when it was the fuss that was the killing cause.
What is a big city girl like you doing out in the middle of nowhere with a country boy like me on a Tuesday night in October?"
"Enjoying life...
Any hot plans for the weekend, Peabody?"
"My usual, flicking off men like flies, breaking hearts, crushing souls.
Going in the wrong direction but making really good time
What are you doing?"
"I'm going to enjoy a long overdue make-out session with my girl. That's what I'm doing." I explained, stepping into the room and closing the door behind me with one shove of my foot.
A door onbust is always open to bustin', but ye can't onbust a door once you've busted en.
What are you doing?" she cried in protest.
"Playing," he said, the single word rough, almost guttural.
Gettin rubba band on the low money
Niggas hate but all the bros wanna fuck me
I got money
I am just relaxing and enjoying myself, doing what I always did.
What are you doing?"
"What I've wanted to do for a long time."
She couldn't move, couldn't think. She was lost in his dark eyes, and as he slowly lowered his head toward hers, she whispered, "Are you going to throttle me, then?"
He was laughing when he kissed her.
Gonna walk around and drink some more
He was just getting started. He was ready to bust wide open. He could feel it. Big things. Big things were coming. From him. From everywhere. That was the feeling he got lately, as if the whole world had been held in a stable, him included. But soon, soon it was going to bust out all over the place.
My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror.
"It's me," said a familiar voice.
... "Eric, what are you doing here?"
"Snuggling.
I cracked the window shades of my eyes. Jake knelt over me, the head of my cock in his mouth.
I raised my head, mumbled, "What are you doing?"
He paused the proceedings long enough to utter, "If you don't know, I must not be doing it correctly.
Not stepping over the bounds of modesty.
Folks were doin' a lot of runnin' that night
On top of everything else, Boobie's got the clap.
wankers snorting
I'm jackin' off reading Playboy on a hot afternoon, I'm a three time loser.
The boom, the bang, the flint and fuss.
A slumpbuster is when you have to take one for the team. It's finding the biggest, nastiest, fattest broad, and you put the wood to her to come out of your slump. Also known as 'jumping on a grenade for the team'.
Everybody wants to know what I'm on. What am I on? I'm on my bike busting my ass six hours a day. What are you on?
smoking some exotic fairy weed.
genuine excitement
Busying herself with inconsequential tasks.
Wednesday: A thousand kids running around and trampling each other on the slides at Monkey Joe's. Afraid for Brady's safety and had to leave before I punched an eight-year-old in the face
What are you doing?" I asked him. He'd shown no sign of letting up, like he was just going to go down on me indefinitely, with no signs of stopping for the foreseeable future. He smiled. Yes, it was a cold smile, but I was starting to like that just fine. "Showing manners.
Adrian suddenly made an abrupt turn onto a side street we'd nearly driven past. I jerked upright as he clipped the curb.
What are you doing? Think about your tires!
I'm playin' the music I like.
Teddy did a muscle pose with his arms before he did the whole bouncing pectoral move with his boobs. "I'm a wrestling champ. International."
It was hard for me not to stare at each boob taking its turn bouncing up and down.
"Oh." My brows lifted along with my mouth. "Impressive.
shatter the foundation
to follow. "I gotta be settin' out the
bein' on th' stepladder lookin, over th' wall. But I'll tell
Set records. Break records. Shatter records
Shakin' like a bowl of soup and make your body loop-de-loop.
I'm kinda doing a lot of stuff;
poking around in this dump, as it would be
I'm just enjoying my life.
I'm just having fun.Fun-- Shaun White
Puttin rhymes into shape just like Jack LaLanne.
I'm having fun and I'm not even trying to do much. Everything is coming together.
We doin it big. Look at what I done. Look at where I'm is. It's only just begun.
That's a bust your ass shot through and through.
I WANNA GET ROUGH!"
"I NEED TO GET ROWDY!"
"I'M FEELING KINDA RECKLESS!
Watcha doin? If you're like me, you're doin nothin, but you're doin it so well that everybody thinks you're doin somethin.
I aint trippen never slicking or slacking on my pimping
TING-A-LING, YOU SON OF A BITCH!
What the hell are you doing?" Nelson asked.
Welcome to Atlanta
Jack and hammers and vogues
Back to the mackin' and jackin' the clothes
Adolescents packin the fo'
You want to bang something too, sonny, you can borrow my shovel!
What am I doing here?
I'm just sitting here.
Running like a bunny with his tail on fire.
> CracKing: No need to yell.
> FtLouie: I'm not yelling!!!
> CracKing: You're using excessive amounts of punctuation, and on-line, that's like yelling.
So I have this word for much of what I do in life: 'plorking.' I'm not playing and I'm not working, I'm plorking.
A parcel of country boobies
We playing? Or am I just throwing you down and fucking you?
When we were locked and loaded, he led the way and we jogged in silence.
Actually, I jogged in silence, my feet and movements soundless. Greg jogged like a large man who used to be a Marine.
Crunch.
Crash.
Smash.
Snap.
Crack.
Amateur.
Keeping Crooked Hillary Clinton out of the White House!
Playing the game, and unfortunately, playing the gangster game is very profitable.
breathtakingly lewd exhibition of modesty.