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drumma boy - bang ya lyrics

[chorus: drumma boy]
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya

[verse 1: drumma boy]
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t ’bout to play with ya
in her mouth like [?] through the trap
ran double [?] so she make that ass clap
stripper [?] stripper hoes and my bottom b+tches
i call her black mona lisa, how she paint the picture
laughing at these lame n+ggas, wouldn’t wanna be ya
getting to this money, like them asians and koreans
[?] i ran to the south
[?] put that d+ck up in your mouth
you know what the business is, you know what i’m talking ’bout
gon’ get to twerking, baby, gon’ get to turning out
r.i.p. to pimp c, i keep that pimpin living
m.o.b. like pac, make a million in a minute
shawty wanna make some, told the b+tch to get it
brought me back that work, i gave that b+tch a couplе [?]
[chorus: drumma boy]
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
lеt you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya

[verse 2: young dolph]
i got a lotta hoes text me, main b+tches, no baby mamas
i tell them all ’bout each other, to keep down all the drama
lil mama mad because i gave her best friend the business
put your feelings in your pocket, b+tch, and deal with it
i just wanna bang ya
na, i don’t wanna clame ya
bend you over, spank ya
see you later, thank you
motherf+ck a hater
two middle fingers
same to the police
’cause that’s just how we came up
me and my n+ggas don’t chase hoes, we replace hoes
in the trap calling plays, and counting up these pesos
i just wanna f+ck, i’m a keep it simple and plane with ya
might call to hit it from the back, but na, i don’t wanna hang with ya
[chorus: drumma boy]
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya

[verse 3: ike miles]
f+cking you, girl
is all that matters
her n+gga get it wrong
you [?]
it’s all about you
who you know
[?] my money at
i’m sitting on acres
you know where my house at
i’m a fly n+gga
i live above average
smoking this grass
girl, you a love carage
use the egg white [?] sitting on twin [?]
[?] block, [?] eyes drop
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna change up
let you do your thing
[?]
staying at the double tree
blowing on a double tree
you [?] lights [?] b+tch, this ain’t [?]
i’m a fly n+gga
i know you gon’ remember me
put this in your iphone, yeah, b+tch and get at me
i change your life, put the d+ck up in your life
i’m married to this game for the rest of my life
[chorus: drumma boy]
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
i just wanna bang ya
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya
let you do your thing
i ain’t tryna hang with ya

- drumma boy lyrics

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