Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang | |
Do what the song says, throw your *****ing sets up | |
Know how we start, come catch up | |
Ain't nobody *****ing with this I bet ya | |
And my age you should name on the check up | |
Bang, while you wait, it all goes down | |
Swipe through the city, that I call my town | |
And if you *****ing up, damn right you a clown | |
Ain't bangin' high, don't make no sound | |
Episodes of the violence bang | |
Shots go hard, make your brain cells ring | |
Floating with the stars in the city of the Caine | |
Let's ride out, throw it out and bang | |
Bang | |
(All day) | |
Bang, bang | |
(All day) | |
Bang, bang | |
(What them mother*****ers say?) | |
Bang | |
(All day) | |
Bang, bang | |
(All day) | |
Bang, bang | |
Throw it out and bang | |
Bang | |
(All day) | |
Bang, bang | |
(All day) | |
Bang, bang | |
Let's ride out, throw it out and bang | |
So, let's bang it out | |
And we can bang it anywhere | |
Even in my house | |
But don't think so slick | |
If you think the opposite | |
I'm gonna bang your lips | |
When I say go, pop bang | |
And I say high, throw up your thing | |
Move to the beat, do the 2 step swing | |
And if you don't dance, ***** it, go bang | |
Chain gang, flip them man | |
But at the parties slick'd insane | |
Princess a diss, so bring my name | |
Try to come near me, then shit go bang | |
Living in chains like Menuse | |
But I don't drunk off the shit called Goose | |
Throw your *****ing sets up | |
Rolling high with a star come catch up | |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang | |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang | |
Do what the song says, throw your ing sets up | |
Know how we start, come catch up | |
Ain' t nobody ing with this I bet ya | |
And my age you should name on the check up | |
Bang, while you wait, it all goes down | |
Swipe through the city, that I call my town | |
And if you ing up, damn right you a clown | |
Ain' t bangin' high, don' t make no sound | |
Episodes of the violence bang | |
Shots go hard, make your brain cells ring | |
Floating with the stars in the city of the Caine | |
Let' s ride out, throw it out and bang | |
Bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
What them mother ers say? | |
Bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
Throw it out and bang | |
Bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
Let' s ride out, throw it out and bang | |
So, let' s bang it out | |
And we can bang it anywhere | |
Even in my house | |
But don' t think so slick | |
If you think the opposite | |
I' m gonna bang your lips | |
When I say go, pop bang | |
And I say high, throw up your thing | |
Move to the beat, do the 2 step swing | |
And if you don' t dance, it, go bang | |
Chain gang, flip them man | |
But at the parties slick' d insane | |
Princess a diss, so bring my name | |
Try to come near me, then shit go bang | |
Living in chains like Menuse | |
But I don' t drunk off the shit called Goose | |
Throw your ing sets up | |
Rolling high with a star come catch up | |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang | |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang | |
Do what the song says, throw your ing sets up | |
Know how we start, come catch up | |
Ain' t nobody ing with this I bet ya | |
And my age you should name on the check up | |
Bang, while you wait, it all goes down | |
Swipe through the city, that I call my town | |
And if you ing up, damn right you a clown | |
Ain' t bangin' high, don' t make no sound | |
Episodes of the violence bang | |
Shots go hard, make your brain cells ring | |
Floating with the stars in the city of the Caine | |
Let' s ride out, throw it out and bang | |
Bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
What them mother ers say? | |
Bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
Throw it out and bang | |
Bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
All day | |
Bang, bang | |
Let' s ride out, throw it out and bang | |
So, let' s bang it out | |
And we can bang it anywhere | |
Even in my house | |
But don' t think so slick | |
If you think the opposite | |
I' m gonna bang your lips | |
When I say go, pop bang | |
And I say high, throw up your thing | |
Move to the beat, do the 2 step swing | |
And if you don' t dance, it, go bang | |
Chain gang, flip them man | |
But at the parties slick' d insane | |
Princess a diss, so bring my name | |
Try to come near me, then shit go bang | |
Living in chains like Menuse | |
But I don' t drunk off the shit called Goose | |
Throw your ing sets up | |
Rolling high with a star come catch up | |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang | |
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang |