Lyrics:
The Look
1-2-3-4
Walkin' like a man
Hitting like a hammer
She's a juvenile scam
Never was a quitter
Tasted like a raindrop
She's got the look
Ugh! Yeah!
I made a shit in the G-Wag'
I'll make these plaques in a good way
Took a lot of L's for real
I'll get these M's for real
I get these bands
One, two, three, four walking like a man
Hitting like a hammer
She's a juvenile scam
Never was a quitter
Tasty like a raindrop
She's got the look
THE LOOK
One, two, three, four walking like a man
Hitting like a hammer
She's a juvenile scam
Never was a quitter
Tasty like a raindrop
She's got
life is a movie now
Things changed from a juvenile
Fake friends tryna pull me down
Need somethin' to slow me down
I just mixed Sprite with the two, woo!
alright
Hey babe, let's go out tonight
You like me, and I like it all
We like dancing and we look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
a castle instead
And get fed some grace by Miss USA
[Hook (Juvenile)]
How can I make a million?
Without tha feds investigating my building
I know niggas
nose dirty,
Playa haters wanna kill me,
Juvenile I know you feel me,
I'm too smart to let em' steal me,
Refuse to let 'em steal me,
Nigga fuck ya, I'ma
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
me now
Oh no
Im always by myself
Solo
Your bitch kissing my girl
Homo
I got alot of swag
Yuh Yuh
Bitch, I dont want friends
I just need a Bands
Bitch,
All I want is the big dreams
If I make I’ll be all me
Twenty seven with the rich things
Hundred dollars till my ends meet
Hundred bands hundred bands
My money making money
So it stacks
And Benjamin be
Everywhere I'm at
All these rubber bands
All these rubber bands
All these rubber bands
Watch me
natural, that you'll want to go to war
That's just the bestest band, what am, oh, honey lamb
Come on along, come on along, let me take you by the hand
natural, that you'll want to go to war
That's just the bestest band, what am, oh, honey lamb
Come on along, come on along, let me take you by the hand
Bands in the basement
Ay
Bands in the basement
Bands in the basement, money in the mattress
Bands in the basement, money in the mattress
Bands
look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you
look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you
about)
These niggas know that that's cap talk (that's cap)
Hunnid bands up inside a vault
Every time that we speak it's that murder talk
For a fact all
lil' Papi talkin French to me
All this money, these pussies will never get to me
Why you think you never hear 'bout what they did to me?
Hunnid bands
100 bands 100 bands 100 bands
Break in my crib
I aint treating you like brother man
Cometheziene spilled in the limousine
And I'm Smoking gas
And its
(Mike Will Made-It)
Bad bitch with a tan
Do you know one by chance?
Hundred bands in the Lamb'
Do you have one by chance?
Need to see the Xan
look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you
look divine
You love bands when they're playing hard
You want more and you want it fast
They put you down, they say I'm wrong
You tacky thing, you
She don't dance but she dance for me
She ain't even tryna get these bands from me
Rollie shining, that means it's bands to get
Shawty play your
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