a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

bandgang lonnie bands – weird lyrics

Loading...

[intro]
rj always trippin’, man

[sada baby]
lonnie pimpin’ b-tches, think he weird, ayy
i been f-ckin’ b-tches with my beard, ayy
drinkin’ qualitest, not no beer, ayy

[bandgang masoe]
pour another four up, n-gg-, cheers, ayy
bro just caught a body, ain’t get no tear, ayy
pourin’ moet out like it’s beer

[bandgang lonnie bands]
hey, i been f-ckin’ this n-gg- mama here for years, hoo
i just got a chopper from my peers, ho
finna shoot an opp, not no deer, huh

[shredgang mone]
sada got the drake, ’bout to scuba dive
lonnie flex on hoes like lex lugar now
mas’ leanin’ hard, think he tryna commit suicide

[sada baby]
ain’t no doors on my whip ’less they suicide
i get money now, i used to get scrutinized
and i’ll make a n-gg- b-tch get her tubes tied

[bandgang lonnie bands]
ooh, make his b-tch stuff these pills on this smooth ride
look in her eyes, told the b-tch she got the juice now
yeah, b-tch, i’m the truth, i’m the proof, huh

[bandgang masoe]
yeah, free d, f-ck 12, rip proof, huh
lil’ b-tch didn’t go to yale, had the truth, huh
shoot my gun, not no ones, you a fool, huh?

[shredgang mone]
i got two pounds of runtz in the booky-bag
n-gg- probably mad at gang ’cause we took his cash
ooh, we sold his -ss a rollie and we took it back

[sada baby]
and i’ma cut the next pack with the ex-lax
she know i’ma hit it right ’cause i left a bag
huh, kissed her in the mouth, her lil’ s-xy -ss

[bandgang lonnie bands]
she went and told all her friends, her lil’ messy -ss
send my b-tch at the n-gg- with his trickin’ -ss
huh, take that n-gg- rollie, we gon’ do the dash

[bandgang masoe]
try to play me out my paper, i do your -ss
skip school, kept a tool, still good at math
n-gg-s actin’ like my jurors, need to get a bag

[shredgang mone]
boy, you ain’t foolin’, lil’ n-gg-, that’s a tick rollie
sock a n-gg- right up in his mouth like i’m mick follie
skinny rockstar jeans but you know them strips on me
this an mj glock but it got gin-bili (woah)
know i’m probably goin’ to h-ll, chop left him hole-y (woah)
b-tch, i live by the motto if i show, i’m blowin’

[sada baby]
like tell your b-tch that i like her, lick her p-ssy slowly
masked up, mankind, i geronimo him
that n-gg- lame, i ain’t lyin’, so i gotta ho him
rockstar jogger suit, chopper rock and roll him
pk say he got some wockhardt, waka flocka four me
make your block look like die hard if young sada on it, huh

[bandgang lonnie bands]
just know we ’bout to score if big lonnie on it, ooh, ayy
two-tone forty, it got bodies on it
and your b-tch doin’ the dougie, ladi-dadi on her, ooh, ayy
threw her on the pole, not no money on her
lil’ b-tch say come over and i came on her
r. kelly on that b-tch, i might rain on her

[bandgang masoe]
need my money in all hundreds, not no money order
leave the bank, a n-gg- can smell that money odor
hit your b-tch in the head, f-ck up her weak closure
put your -ss on the news, let you get the exposure
pull up to the candlelight, shootin’ n-gg-s’ soldiers, money

- bandgang lonnie bands lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS

Loading...