Lyrics:
I'm Heaven's equal
Son Wu kong I go ape in this Shit
Sound the gong and bang in this shit
It hits different when night after night
You would drown in
charms out of luck
Peep when I bought her a necklace
But she do not know how flex it
Got a T see when the rex hit
I came with the meal like I blessed it
Hundred days in the bando, couldn't get a Freeview
So wet, it's lookin' like a sea view (Deggzy sur la prod')
They said I'm legal handlin' shit
me do we bang no
Fam are we a gang no, we don't fuckin' bang so
Fuck The fbi we don't gang bang
We're a family it's not the same thang
Yea we paint
make it better
Put your body on me you can get it
I'm the only for ya
You the number one
Who can please me
I wanna see you bang bang bang
You
make it loud
Across the world, gonna make it come alive
Just believe in your soul
Big bang boy (yeah)
Get your engine fired up
Feel the power
honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight
Check the new slang
It's changed the braveheart gang bang
When you see me pass
honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight
Check the new slang
It's changed the braveheart gang bang
When you see me pass
honeys' to the crib tonight
Guarantee we gon' get up in they rib tonight
Check the new slang
It's changed the braveheart gang bang
When you see me pass
should know
I can't get you off my mind
Yeah
Let's get it on all night long
All night long
I know you can bang a gong
I wanna hear you sing that song
To Me
bleeding, I bed my seeding with deadly arrows
Fly like sparrows, and get destroyed by the army of the pharaohs
Cyborg, divine borg to the womb
Alive you
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
granny couch
It was time to get it, started punching clocks
Beat a nigga ass if he take my spot
Don't need a glock, had my mind cocked
Chit-Chit-Bang, yo
Bang Bang
Written By Wendy Lewis, Anwar Mcdonald, Dyson Knight
Mashin up di road, look how my bambam bouncing
Many come before, but none like me me
like yourself man
So whether you bangin for crip or blood
You better bang for sumthin young thug
'Cause you'll get banged on not by bangas
But by
drive-time jock won't get to do his thing.
“Hey he's not half bad, tell me, what's his name?”
Well his name is Rex Bob Lowenstein
He's frequently
like
(Bang bang bang bang)
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let it beat like
(Bang bang bang bang)
Turn it up like
(Boom boom boom boom)
Let
and don't collect two hundred dollars
I don't play Skip-Bo or Pinochle
Fuck with with UNO & a Bop-It
Don't say that
Bang-ba-bang-bang, bad, 'cause all I did
drive by (that's true)
Back through when the cops leave (that's true)
Wanna hang, wanna bang, wanna slang?
Wanna hang, wanna bang, wanna slang?
laughing
And everyone turn to ashes
Your soul gets as black as a piece of coal when its over matches
Your instincts say "grab the ratchet"
Your actions say
(Gotcha)
Look
Yo
Step out (hur rrr)
step out (braap)
Get my keys and my shank when I step out (woo)
I just sighted a opp, man's lettin' it
I said a hip hop,
Hippie to the hippie,
The hip, hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
or the Sherbert
Top shelf Cake batter get it you deserve it
Mhmmm
You know that's right
Got you gone in outer space by the end of the night
Sour D on the dabby
Let
with no answers
Cure for cancer, cure for AIDS
Make a nigga wanna stay on tour for days
Get back home, things are wrong
Well not really, it was bad
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