Bubba Sparxxx feat. Dan Rockett Bangin' Lyrics

Pain Management Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 Bangin'
  • 2 Country Folks
  • 3 Ride Out of Town
  • 4 Splinter
  • 5 Hairdresser Hot
  • 6 Right
  • 7 Getcha a Pull
  • 8 LaGrange
  • 9 Down Yonder
  • 10 Devil's Fire
  • 11 Wicked World
  • "You-you-you got the blues"
    "You damn-damn-damn sure got the blues"

    Kick ass, quick fast, Bubba back
    Where I was that sorry muh'fucker at
    Everywhere we have on repeat
    The jailhouse, Saint Peter, right street
    Part of there where dude by the Duvall
    Man the fuck up, persevere through all
    I don't wanna talk, give a fuck who calls
    Oh it's momma, tell her I'll be there in eight
    Just a big day, 100 K and live great
    Headed this way Stumpy and D-Ray
    Somebody gotta eat, might as well be
    Me and my seed, well B let's see
    How quickly we can turn this kid
    In the brand new verse I did
    A lot more one time with a lot less
    That life was a mess, this not stress
    I can do this standin on my head
    Them bitches end up wantin me for dead
    But they should've used a cannon and the lead
    So now it's my turn, tell 'em what I said
    It's no such thing as fate, just what you make
    It's no Tooth Fairy, just a toothache
    It is a heaven though and it got a big gate
    Saint Peter, meet my friend Ben Frank...

    When I'm bangin on the gates of heaven!
    When my time is heaven-sent!
    Bangin on the gates of heaven!
    Saint Peter come and let me in!

    Let me in the gate, nah I ain't on the list
    I ain't got a hot pink band on my wrist
    Probably got a lil' contraband in my piss
    I ain't live my whole life plannin for this
    I thumbed through the Bible, scanned the Quran
    Not the most righteous man in the land
    Hunted with the lions, ran with the lambs
    My +Uncle+ raped me, that ain't natural Sam
    We all got a story, most got a saga
    Still hear the truth that's spoke by my father
    Jim Beam sales has hope by the bottle
    Life may suck but you don't gotta swallow
    Love that man and his backwoods proverbs
    Also love big tits or knockers
    Even if they not hers shout to the doctor
    Well Saint Pete, let us in, she gotcha...

    Well I've been bangin on the gates of heaven!
    When my time is heaven-sent!
    Bangin on the gates of heaven!
    Saint Peter come and let me in!

    Oh yeah!
    E'rybody runnin everything and anything
    E'rybody think they should be doin bigger things
    Don't nobody wanna see it how it really is
    Don't nobody really celebrate your big event
    They just showed up hopin they can get laid
    End up swingin dicks case, but in a bitch case
    Make sure the T and A thing is in place
    Then get shit-faced, daddy's little disgrace
    Might make a mistake, might catch a big break
    Either way she wanna infiltrate that big gate
    Maybe heaven is a club that never shuts
    Down and the bill never has to be settled up...

    Well I been rollin with the devil every chance I get!
    Now ya, see the shape I'm in
    Well I've been bangin on the gates of heaven!
    When my time is heaven-sent!
    Bangin on the gates of heaven!
    Saint Peter come and let me in
    Well I've been bangin on the gates!
    Bangin on the gates, Lord
    I'm bangin on, bang on the
    Saint Peter, come and let me in
    Ohhh, Saint Peter!

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