Lyrics:
Welcome to Mobile Legends
Mobile Legends, bang bang, is my gang
Mobile Legends, bang bang, with my gang
Mobile Legends, bang bang, is my gang
Mobile
Let's bang
Let's bang
Bang, bang, bang
Let's bang
Let's bang
Bang, bang, bang
Bang, bang, bang, let's bang
Bang, bang, bang, let's bang
Written by Warren Zevon 1970 United Artists/ c. 1996 EMI Capitol Records Special Markets
Jungle telephone
Ding a dong ding ding _____ with a red mud
(Bang! Bang!)
(Bang! Bang! Bang!)
(Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!)
(Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Woo!)
She worked the window at the Desert Sands
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me
I was five and she was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black and she wore white
She would always win the fight
Bang bang, she shot
uno dos tres quattro
be be
ahhh
be be
ahhh
bang bang
bang bang
bang bang
bang bang
you're killin' me baby, you're killin'
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me
yeah
Bang bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
(Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
Bang bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
yeah
Bang bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
(Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful)
Bang bang
We're beautiful and dirty rich
Rolling? This is
(yeah, but don't give him that
Are you in there?)
Sixty-six, x y, fifty-six
"Groupie Bang Bang" take one
FZ: Or "Groupie Gang
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot
I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot
let me go
You're laying blame
Take this as no, no, no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang
Everybody knows what it's all about
Pretty thing jumpin' all around
Shakin' your money-maker now
Take it off and take me down
Bang, bang
(grrah, grrah, grrah)
Whoever try to follow (bang, bang, bang)
Hear a whole lotta 'em (grrah, grrah)
Whoever try to follow (bang, bang, bang)
Feel
I was five, and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight
Bang bang, he shot me
let me go
You're laying blame
Take this as no, no, no, no, no
You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Then blame, blame, blame
You bang, bang, bang
Bang bang, you shot me down
Bang bang, i hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down
I was five and you were six
Love the way you talk
I likes the way you walk
When ya walk that walk
And talk that talk
You knocks me out
Right off-a my feet
Bang, bang
Pop that thang
Bang, bang, bang
Pop that thang
Bang, bang, bang
Ting a ling a ling
I hook it on up
Get on down
Now do your stuff
Come
Met my boyfriend down at the taco truck
Pass me my vape, I'm feeling sick, I need to take a puff
Imagine if we actually gave a fuck
Wouldn't that
She was five and I was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
I wore black and she wore white
She would always win the fight
Bang, bang, she shot
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