Rollin' to the club Stop to get my grub on Nothin' like those krispy kremes Soon as I was done It was time to get my groove on Find a place that's happenin' And I knew that it was on From the moment that I walked into the spot It was bangin'

They give us guns and drugs Then wonder why in the fuck we thugs They wanna count the slugs Then come around here and fuck with us Every hood's the same Then come around here and fuck with us (Uh huh) I'm from the land of the gang bang Since I was

Meugiwarano Tout donner, tout donner, Hé wa wa wa warano Wa wa wa lekisa bango Wa wa wa hé warano Paris centre, Paris centre Paris Centre, soit tu vis, soit tu vis pas On s'déplace pour le garçon de ris-Pa'

He like that bang, bang, bang He like that bomb, bomb, bomb He like that love, love, love He trip when he on it, one taste and he want it Pumps and a bump, pumps and a bump I be that girl with the pumps and a bump I’m like that drug, drug, drug I'm like

As long as you're in it Wherever we go, whatever we do As good as it gets, gets better with you As long as you're in it, girl So baby let's ride There ain't nothing missing in this life I'm living It's just an old '88 four door, banged out floorboard A

Oye, que vuelta come pinga? Hey true, bang it up for the track We gon' take it to the top and that's the truth Truth hurts

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang Then blame, blame, blame You know that's not my thing If you could see yourself now, baby You bang, bang, bang, bang, bang You came to bang, bang, bang, bang, bang It's not my fault, you used to be so in control You're going

(The) back street dolls And the side door johnnies The wide eyed boys with their bags full of Back in the alley Going bang to the wall Tied to the tail Of a midnight crawl Heaven wouldn't be

I put more rings in my fingers Walk in trap with my banger A mansion I don’t got no neighbors Pocket stuff got a check just to fuck it up Ran it up they been hatin’ I don’t give a fuck I got her white like a Topanga I got that white like Topanga My dick

Round are way the birds are singing Round are way the sun shines bright The paper boy is working before he goes Lying to the teacher he knows he knows He didn't and he should've Brought his lines in yesterday Ernie bangs the sound and the day begins The