Lyrics:
Yeah, yeah yeah
Mm yah yah yah
Mm
Ah
Yeah
Keep a bad bitch love tattoos
I love money so she gotta love cash too
Watching my plays tryna learn my
the airtime
Fuck the police it's startin' to get hyped
Niggas gettin' paranoid and void
Then imply Tetth's a bad boy
Just gonna rap about kids that can't
VIP where them girls looking pretty
I go hard why you boys softer then uh titty
Nigga I'm from fort bang
Lame niggas gon talk real niggas gone do
Rider
Day time the top is dropped
And You know my system bang
Hit that three wheel motion
Hand on the switch
Bad bitch with me smoking
Hands on my dick
VIP where them girls looking pretty
I go hard why you boys softer then uh titty
Nigga I'm from fort bang
Lame niggas gon talk real niggas gone do
Dogg, what up, mane?
Word on the streets is you ain't what you used to be
I gang bang to the fullest
A lot of niggas talk about it but they
in
I said wait
Cause here I come
Here I come
Here I come
You boys get ready
Cause here I come
Here I come
Here I come
He said yeah
You better come out
almost swellin' in the wind
Give anything, to be that innocent again, when I was ten
I didn't bang but I was hangin' with the homies
Tell them niggas
carbine from Haiti
Long AR-15s, N 76 K (bow)
I can tell that that's the gun boys by the headlights
Quick quick, buss a quick left right
If they're still
educate you about life in the street
'Cause gang bangin', dope slangin'
Bad for the head
If you do it too long, you'll end up dead
If you don't end up dead
get peeled
In the car by one, by two, he killed
By four I booked and flew the jet
On the way LA while on a Lear
She on me bad, so what it is?
Grip
Lewitownblue, am really that gang
Star Wars darth Vader light saber anytime I’m swinging at man
I call them boy there Damon or Stacey by the way that
the money bad the bigger
Angels tatted all on me, pray for a lord sinner
Rolls Royce Corniche, sweepin' me off my feet
New bitches they by the fleet and we
Lil Homie only 12 he a lost cause
All he ever do is steal phones and shot draws
Trouble as he is he copped a flick and caused lots more
He a bad
Search n destroy
But they dont know me
We know them boys that flipping them packs
And stacking the green
And they know I gotta get it
Cause we in
a bad boy to a virgin
And When its time to cut in
well I'm somethin like a surgeon
One night see I enter one party
With ma nigga Fabulon and Ugee My padi
nothing
This life ain't it boy, better check the subtext
Or the fine print, felt entitled to this fly shit
Felt like every bad bitch should be on my dick
no light, no bitch and no care
You some bad boy killers
When we see y'all niggas snatch cash
Chorus:
Verse 4:
[young noble of the outlawz]
These
(Bitch)
Sippin' on bottles, flyin' high on planes
Gotta lotta bad women, I don't even know their names
Toppers and tats, you know I got flame
When I pull
my main thang (It been my main thing)
I'm be set by the time this show up and my fame bang (Fame bang)
And he missed this so free my brother out
designer but don't got no housing
Keep shit a hundred boy keep it a thousand
S with a line, stack it up by the thousand
Cash
She love to bang, she wanna
Ayy, you caught me in my zone
Now can't nobody tell me wrong
Might as well just leave it alone Cause I ain't no playthang
I bang bang
And I ain't
atcha boy!
What up Gutta?
Look - it's Young Money you
Bitch you! ya bitch you!
When we bang - we make sho' that we hit you!
It's young J gudda muhfuckin
gorgeous, lips insane
Hips like boom and a ass like bang
One tie for them boys on the block
All pushing that ying and that yang, you know
That D, that rock,
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