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bali baby feat.k. mitch – banana clip lyrics

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[intro]
you already know what the f+ck goin’ on
haha
gang, gang gang
mwah

[chorus]
banana clip if that monkey b+tch wanna bang
we are not friends, lil’ b+tch, i just want your chain
my choppa sang, didn’t know you before, then you are not gang
banana clip if that monkey b+tch wanna bang
we are not friends, lil’ b+tch, i just want your chain
my choppa sang, didn’t know you before, then you are not gang

[verse]
yeah, you not gang, i did the show and i copped a chain
fifty rounds b+tch, yes, i got aim
i got out of jail and this sh+t the same
and to me, she a side, and to you, she a main
i’m pimping baby, yeah, i’m playing game
please do not call me, i’m out of range (h+llo?)
unless it’s ’bout money, then make it rain (h+llo?)
let’s check, just making money, make that p+ssy wet
i started rappin’, now they upset
she’s​ been my b+tch since we first met
hot d+mn, i am going super saiyan
i am hotter than a pan
ask your b+tch who i am
taxing n+ggas, uncle sam
sliming n+ggas, dirty dan
i am poppin’ like a can
i’m rockin’ out with no band
on the top of the list is the plan
road runner like a uber man
i got the tricks, yes, i’m superman
why are you cuffing that b+tch? are you stupid, man?
all of my b+tches about it, they do the plan

[chorus]
banana clip if that monkey b+tch wanna bang
we are not friends, lil’ b+tch, i just want your chain
my choppa sang, didn’t know you before, then you are not gang
banana clip if that monkey b+tch wanna bang
we are not friends, lil’ b+tch, i just want your chain
my choppa sang, didn’t know you before, then you are not gang

[k. mitch]
woah banana clip if a monkey b+tch wanna bang
beat on my chest ak hit like novasane
f+ck that lil b+tch call her ” what her name”
we sendin shots at you im havin perfect aim
f+ck up a check then i make it rain
changing the weather i got my own choir they make it sang
mac 11 so this sh+t can get happenin man
im walkin round like i got tons of fendi man
made you a plate we gone eat you cause you a fan
call up the gang, shoot you and juwanna man
poppin for clout but i popped cause i wanted man
playin both sides, these n+ggas is hop a man
slapped out yo manager, he made another plan
f+ck n+gga you cannot claim the gang
and thats on money, power, respect
im screamin ” f+ck the fame”
f+ck a weddin, all my b+tches take weddin rangs woah

[verse]
ohh yeah
lets check
makin money make that p+ssy wet
started rappin now they upset
she been my b+tch since we first me
4x



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