Bang Lyrics - Young Money Entertainment

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[Intro]
50 – 1 – 50, nigga

[Hook]
OK I'm riding down the streets, you can't hear me coming
Knocking pictures off the wall
Ado way boggin’
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang bang
Coming down the block
Trunk still waving and the speakers about to pop
Got the amplifiers blazing
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang bang

[Verse 1]
Top notch nigga, money in my pocket
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Show the strapped chopper, bitch don't make me throw a rocket
I'm a Young Money nigger, pockets on rubin
Stutter, I don’t stutter but your bitches choosing
I heard they was sleeping on me
I'm awake while they're snoozing
Got the back top back, aid away
Banging while I'm cruising.
I get money, bitch what you're doing?
All my dreams I am pursuing
Thinking we may never lose it
Wearing record I’mma boost it up
Money talk nigger bullshit, run a marathon
Kiss the yellow bracelet with the Bugs Bunny carrots on
Louie V Molly with the Louis V carry on
All black ass bitch, I get my Jim Carrey on!

[Hook]
OK I'm riding down the streets, you can't hear me coming
Knocking pictures off the wall
Ado way boggin’
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang bang
Coming down the block
Trunk still waving and the speakers about to pop
Got the amplifiers blazing
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang bang

[Verse 2]
I’m just getting money, you can get the fuck
I got five bad bitches, we gon pile ‘em in the truck
And we fuck ‘em, never love ‘em
Call me Donald cuz I duck ‘em
All these bitches want this money but from me these hoes get nothin’
I am something out the ordinary, call me Mr. Extraordinary
Money on top of money I’m stackin’ bitch, the more the merry
Bitch I got the hardest balls, watch us call the automat
We look like a UFO, I could take a car to Mars
Martian music, you and me ain’t nothing like the same type
Take your girl and knock her down and give her back the same height
You are such a lame type, better get your change right
Like 8Ball, MJ, pimp type, bang it

[Hook]
OK I'm riding down the streets, you can't hear me coming
Knocking pictures off the wall
Ado way boggin’
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang bang
Coming down the block
Trunk still waving and the speakers about to pop
Got the amplifiers blazing
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang bang

[Verse 3]
Bang, bang, bang, bang
I shoot first, then aim
Two or more white cups, bitch, we the game
If me and Gudda with your game man, it’s a train
Chew chew, cops wilder than Bruce Bruce
I keep the tool on me baby, I got screws moves
I'm in my old school, new paint, new day
All I got is pussy rappers on my food chain
2 Chainz, I got on two pinky rings
Two bitches with me, I need 2 dingalings
Two G’s printed on my shoes and my jeans
I'm making noise, they can hear me bumping overseas

[Hook]
OK I'm riding down the streets, you can't hear me coming
Knocking pictures off the wall
Ado way boggin’
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang
I’m still coming down the block
Trunk still waving and the speakers about to pop
Got the amplifiers blazing
It go bang, and it go bang
And it go bang, and it go bang



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