Lyrics:
they screamin' Zoo Gang baby
Oh, we the zoo that's the new game
Pistol on me might get you two bangs
Take a look at how we do things
If you ask me nigga
don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast,
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it up, Baby Bubba!
Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
, 'cause I, I, never wanna say goodbye
Bye baby, I know you lie, lie
Girl, remember I tried
We went from nothin' to somethin'
We went from down to up
We
rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby
myself
By myself
I don't need ya help
But we had some goods times
Bye for now
Bye for now
Bye for now
Bye for now
Gotta let you go
Gotta let you go
Gotta
bringin' the goods, in other words I'm bringin' the buzz
I'm swingin' my 'cause, in a blue vein switchin' lanes
Backseat full of goods, what it do huh?
Baby
a millennium chains
Chilling, in the staircase, surrounded by killings
With bank rolls, bang those, bang your main hoes
You was in love with the pussy, it
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop-a, you don't stop
Rock it out, baby bubba to the boogie, the bang-bang
The boogie,
I said a hip hop, the hippie, the hippie
To the hip hip hop-a, you don't stop
Rock it out, baby bubba to the boogie, the bang-bang
The boogie,
yourself a match box baby (bye bye)
Big boy cars for big boys only
Go get yourself a match box baby (bye bye)
Could've had a Lamborghini
Gettin' jealous
a motherfuckin flow
Chitty chitty bang bang, I chitty bang bang
Motherfuckin niggas can't hang
Well oh no, look at the cloud
It's gonna rain but I don't give
was originally
Scheduled to be released last
Year, but it was pushed back
By Meek's label, Atlantic
After he was sentenced to
Six months in prison
(He
up on you
Look out Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye, bye, baby, don't ya lie so still
Hidin' your money won't do no good (no good
up on you
Look out Houston, there'll be thunder on the hill
Bye, bye, baby, don't ya lie so still
Hidin' your money won't do no good (no good
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
a nigga trunk is tha nigga screw
We comin down, and you know we down to swang & bang
I'm out the South, that Big Moe, should let my nuts hang
I don't
the slit wrist
In the mix and all my fucking dogs is some big fish
Putting in that work baby we just wanna flip shit
Working with the pills till we getting
don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast,
But we like hot butter on our breakfast toast
Rock it up, Baby Bubba!
Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang
I use that
Machete to Butch Cassidy by the way
His two faggot ass sons' names
Is Shane and Cassidy bang! That's blasphemy
That's the main catastrophe
ones by Jay Z and Rick Ross she
Did that song because she was asked and
Because "Kanye's a genius" She
Did "Bang Bang"
Because she "knew it would be big
Houston
There'll be thunder on the hill
Bye bye, baby, don't you lie so still
Hidin' your money won't do no good, no good
Build a big wall, you know
You
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