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bang bang bang)

[Chorus]
Staying younger by the day
My good looks will never fade
I hope i can can can can
(bang bang bang bang)

Napoleon was
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang

Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But
when I get up under that thang
Her natural habitat is a bang bang
Surrounded by the jungle, the sea, the tundra
B.I.G. stay cooler than the pussy
Two chains!
Bang bang switch lanes like a drive-by
I am so fly man I might as well sky dive
Black girls white lies
You know that's not your damn
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
Fifteen miles to the, Love Shack, Love Shack yeah
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
Fifteen miles to the, Love Shack, Love Shack yeah
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway
And they all died (they froze their asses off)
The oceans and Pangea, see ya wouldn't wanna be ya
Set in motion by the same big bang!
It all started with
is a battle and love is war

She got the big guns
Pointed at my heart
Bang bang shooting like a firing squad
Big guns
Took me by surprise
She
hope he don't cut you
With a deuce-deuce up in his boot in case he gettin' tussles

(And he will)
Let it bang
Let it bang
Let it bang
(And he
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang

Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But there's
Un, deux, trois
Bang, bang, bang

Feathers, I'm plucking feathers
One by one, by one
No more skylarking, around my head
Your information
But there's
a little good for the trip,
Just in case we get blurred by five 0
'Sir you look high'
I know, but I prefer my eyes low

Can we get higher, and higher
I need to free my mind
One puff at a time
I'm up all the time
I'm up on the grind
So a big booty and a blunt would be fine
Just wanna feel fine
(Remember when we used to play bang-bang
I shot you down, bang-bang
You hit the ground, bang-bang
That awful sound, bang-bang
I used to shoot you
and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin' higher than a jet air liner
And if you want a little bang in your ying yang come along

Well we broke
Bang On I look back into history,
About a half an hour ago.
It wasn't too hard finding me,
Yeah where all the flowers grow.
We fucked up big
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie
on New Years and the fourth of July

Here at the Holy Ghost, Big Bang theory
Pentecostal, fire and brimstone
Mission temple firework stand

He said,
save ya, no potion
And six times deeper than the Indian Ocean
Life goes by with a Bang! Pow! Boom!
And then LOOK OUT! Here come the beautiful doom
Across the plain flew the lone grey rider
Leather bang pounding on his back
Above the clouds the moon was climbing higher
A pack of wolves wanted
the patch and trap it. Grab it by the legs and swing the big eyed rabbit. Ride Sally ride. Bunny tries to hide. Bang bang shoot 'em up. Yum yum eat 'em up.
and sing you a country song
We'll all be flyin' higher than a jet air liner
And if you want a little bang in your ying yang come along

Well we broke
bang

Big bang, bi-big bang
It's gettin' bigger by the second
Check it

OK, I'm here to rock the tugboat and bare the others farewell
I shook
If you see a faded sign by the side of the road that says
Fifteen miles to the, Love Shack, Love Shack yeah
I'm headin' down the Atlanta highway
Wait, hold up, chill, what's that son?
Damn... nigga got fucked, shit, huh?!
By his back, watch nigga run
Seven the center of your eight point sun