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Send them bandz
Send them bandz
Send them bands (yea)
Send them bandz
Send them bandz
Send them bands (yea)
Send them bandz
Send them bandz
Send them

the band
We're the band, we're the band, we're the band

Phone calls made, expenses paid, we hit AC by eight
Our agent and the owner man snapped, "You know

Dance For Me

Tory Lanez

Memories Don't Die

2018

dance when you dancin'
I just sent the gunners out to dance with
Fuck you boys, I did this by my damn self
I just fell in love with my bando
I just

bands I got bands bitch you better back up
9 all on my waste fuck boy in my face
Bring that yellow tape shorty wanna taste liquor by the case
My boys they

to the keys
I be going hard boy repping the team
100 bands 100 bands 100 bands yeah

down it's going down

Blue band by zero
Zero by zero is around
What goes around
Goes around and around
And around and around

Mzuka sound
To the world

never outta money)
I just ran up them bands
I just ran up them bands (Star Boy, you're my hero)
I just ran up them bands
I just ran up them bands
I

Hunnid bands hunnid bands (Woah)
Do the math, fill the bank (Yuh)
Know the brand, know the clan
Hunnid bands hunnid bands (Yuh)

Quit the chattin', boy you

me wicked as they come, your eyes get sore
Why you watch my pockets for?
Watch it, mmh, Spaceship Rocket Boys

Runner by nature
Know that shawty

Pull up, look like Floyd
Oh my gosh, it's them boys
Make a merry land cuz I'm married to the bands
I ain't shakin' on no hands if it ain't comin'

Heffey:
"I'm in the booth right now, bitch!"
Heffey: "Hmm? Huh?!"
Heffey: "They hating!"
Juice: "Lil bitch!"
Run up them bands
Count up that cash
Run

White Boy in Japan, smoking' hell of grams
Yeah, I got them bands, it's busting' out my pants
White Boy in Japan, smoking' hell of grams
Yeah, I got

Going Underground

The Jam

Lost Property

1996

going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys

Girl I'm mixing up the potion don't you ask what's in my drink
Needed me some time away I needed time to think
Got to go reconnect the bands lil boy

Going Underground

The Jam

Dig the New Breed

1982

going underground (going underground)
Well, if the brass bands play and feet start to pound
Going underground (going underground)
Well, let the boys

yeah, yeah
Never sit by the door, my boy got a matte black thang, bang, bang
All orange on me, baby, orange, yeah, look like Tang, yeah, yeah
I done

Countin up my money
I got too many bands
She gon' sing my song, I got too many fans
Told her, watch your boy, told her, go watch your mans
Gucci,

the rock band 
I wanna be, wanna be, wanna be, wanna be the boy 

Bottles broken on the ground 
I'm stricken by the sound 
With nothing else to prove 
I'mma

Son look,.. let me show

I'mma show my lil boy how to be a man 
Show my lil boy how to own this land 
Show my lil boy how to get these bands 
Take yo

You ain't talmbout shit
I'm talkin 'bout bands
You ain't talmbout shit
I'm talkin 'bout bands
You ain't talmbout shit
I'm talkin 'bout bands
You

tonight
To fall out of love with you
I'm just getting by
About time that I started
Maybe living life
Taking boys and their bands
And saying bye bye

Run it up 
Run it up 
I ran up them bands
I run up them bands
I run up them bands
Run it up 
Run it up 
I ran up them bands
I run up them bands
I run

bands I need bands fuck a bitch I'm tryna get rich
Trap I need sticks
Put 400 on my bitch
AMG for the whip
Can't be chasing not no bitch
Pop a perc let's

talk, okay lil' boy let's go hand for hand
Let's go brand for brand
Let's go band for band
Why he livid? He just lookin' like he gave himself a tan
Actin'