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bandgang lonnie bands – come here lyrics

[intro]
ooh, rj
rj always trippin’, man
rj always trippin’

[verse 1: bandgang lonnie bands]
ayy, ayy, ayy
come here, lil’ b-tch, i need that p-ssy and the face
h-ll no, i’m trippin’, put that money in my hand
ooh, let her taste it, why she wanna suck it off again
but she ain’t catch it all, got nut on my pants
my side b-tch from france, prost-tute from j-pan
one ho sell p-ssy, other one scams
just had to hit my az ho with the backhand
tried to short me on some money, she was capping
if the b-tch run off then the b-tch a f-ggot
this b-tch told me five thousand and the b-tch vanished

[verse 2: drego]
man, it tastes mango when it’s in the fanta
he gon’ panic, i’m knowin’ he gon’ panic
when that pressure on, slide, broad day action
i’m with the scam man, she ask me, “paper, plastic?”
tuh, yeah, paper plastic
you with the money train, what you want rappin’?
i’m takin’ cash app only if the b-tch average

[verse 3: bandgang lonnie bands]
ooh, i might blind a b-tch with these real karats
b-tch, i’m in the kitchen whippin’ up paris
ooh, h-ll yeah, i’m with all terrorists
p-ssy n-gg-, don’t get embarr-ssed
hit a n-gg- and we really careless
we’ll pull up, n-gg-, get to blasting
ooh, my brother made a mil’ off of bashing
i made ten this week, i’m back on bragging

[verse 4: drego]
hit the b-tches in twos, i’m back-to-backing
she chased me down for the d-ck, she said she gotta have it
i chase my high with the drink, i sip it with a p-ssion
i swear her sh-t feel real but her sh-t plastic
slide your block and walk up, it in a different jacket

[verse 5: bandgang lonnie bands]
my n-gg- want percs to k!ll, he a pill addict
rob your -ss in these loubs, take your sh-t in fashion
ooh, ’bout to send my ho b-tch to kansas
my b-tches bring me 10k, i buy ’em all -sses
ooh, i ain’t touched the dope, it look fancy, uh
i just knocked a ho and got her dancin’, uh
heard you got your prost-tute pregnant, uh
you boyfriend pimpin’? boy, you nasty, uh
drop the top, gone, that’s a cl-ssic, huh
you fake tough n-gg-s ain’t lastin’, uh

[verse 6: drego]
man, i’m a walking cl-ssic
it’s a lil’ different sound, it’s automatic
i said, “i know that -ss fat, i can manage”
she like, “boy, calm down, you too manic”
i’m like, “shut up, lil’ b-tch, let me grab it”
i’m like, “shut up, lil’ b-tch, let me stab it”
got the head in the whip, look like she dabbin’
if lonnie call me then i know it’s for some static

- bandgang lonnie bands lyrics

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