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

(You got them funny ass colors on, take it off) If you in the club with ice on, we takin' off (I thought you was a gangsta nigga, you better shake it off) (Sh-Sh-Shake it off, or get banged on) Gettin' my bang on, red strings on Luis Vuitton kicks, Luis

She couldn't make it on her own! She had to get a pimp, She had to get the pimp, She couldn't make it on her own! (What about me?) What about me? She couldn't make it on her own! ("Bangladesh!") California air! Chain all blue like it's runnin' out of

I want you to bang my box I sleep with the door open If you want to come in while I'm sleeping I'm always sleeping naked 'Cause I wake up and you're creeping Want to lick it so much It's almost like I taste it on the tip of my tongue I want to touch it

It was not two days. a night and a day I look back at the man I was before A sorry stranger banged up on the shore Your warm arms tore the walls down. The devil with the damned things anyway They were of no use, just a frame From there he would watch,

Bang your head! Metal health will drive you mad! Yeah ah arr! And I'm an axe grinder, pile driver Mama says that I never, never mind her Got no brains, I'm insane The teacher says that I'm one big pain I'm like a laser, six string razor

Wait a minute let me take you there (ah) Wait a minute 'til you (ahhh, hey) Bang bang into the room (I know you want it) Bang bang all over you (I’ll let you have it) Bang bang there goes your heart (I know you want it) Back, back seat of my car (I’ll

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

Pop it bitch Pop pop pop One two and the bitch came All these hoes know my damn name Break a bitch heart pouring out the champagne Why you over there chilling with the little lames? You ain't know, you ain't know that my shit bang? Walk up on this bitch

It's the first time, that I worried Of a bad dream, of a journey On a highway through the valley It's a long road through the night I can dance to anything you wanna sing It's a long road To get it right Stop banging away on my kaleidoscope Stop draining