[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
|
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
|
|
-----------------
|
Bang
|
| Young Money Entertainment |
