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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
of a bang bang 
Crash bang 
Big bang 
Boing boing 
Boing boing 
Dumb dumb do dumb dumb

With a system of a bang bang
(With a system of with a system
of a bang bang 
Crash bang 
Big bang 
Boing boing 
Boing boing 
Dumb dumb do dumb dumb

With a system of a bang bang
(With a system of with a system
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
boys with them gang signs, that's us and you can trust
We gon' bust Big Snoop and Papoose bang, bang in your truck

You got a system in your truck? Let
The Big Ban

The ultimate hero of low frequency.
The divine intergalactic bass drum, connecting 
The tribes of our solar systems.

If we could
with my windows tinted out
Boom boom, bang bang, system on loud
Everyday the same thing, drifting on clouds
Got that got that pack of blue dream,
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
oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally
He really really really work my body
He really really really turned me out
He
Verse One:

Police all on my dick like I shot somebody
Cause of these big ass lips and I rock my locks knotty
Life is getting hectic Tupac got shot
Damn, another year gone by. Homies still locked up, couple homies resting
In peace, you know what I mean?

Born and raised through out
some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)

Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works 
Take off my fuckin' shirt, I'm reppin' to the dirt 
I'm reppin'
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
(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
some crunk in yo system (Yeah!)

Guess who they called up? Out of the wood works 
Take off my fuckin' shirt, I'm reppin' to the dirt 
I'm reppin'
Them double deuces turned my system out
And them zanies and the weed too
Fuck it I'm still here

Though its hard in the ghetto
Don't you let go
sounds and The Lord comes back
I promise you one thing, I'll be a human bottle rocket
And I'll go out with a bang

I'll leave this, Holy Ghost, Big Bang
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
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
a stressed out single mom sitting on the steps
Waiting on the mailman, looking for a check
Boys on the corner, pushing out the chest
Questing for anything
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, ah

Lived reckless so long
Justice system bust me wrong
Future stressed out like
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
Oh yeah muthafucka that's that shit
Oh come on

Ladies make it hot
Thugs make it hot make it pop

[Chorus]
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang
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
fuckin wit a brand new thang
Bang, bang, take that, nigga 'fore we skirt out
Aint gotta say shit already put the word out
Ya heard how the thang goes