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the ranger$ - push it lyrics

[intro]

what?

push it (make it clap)
push it (make it clap)
push it (make it clap)
push it (make it clap)

(make it clap)

go (throw it back)
go

throw it back
you little b-tch

bring it

[verse 1: langston]
bring it back, throw it back
back it up
it’s all the same thing if you got a big b-tt
skinny bad chicks, you don’t gotta have -ss
push it, push it (push it back)
i’m a
-ss addict so i stay re-up
them big booty bad b-tches need a n-gga love
look back at it, i’mma throw a rack at it
(b-tch) i just wanna f-ck, i don’t need love
i’m already turnt
i don’t need drugs
i was knee high (high) feeling big b-tts
since i was knee high
i never gave a f-ck
f-ck you wannabe bad b-tches acting stuck up
bet i can get her low (low)
i can get her low, lower than a limbo
lower than a lambo
lower than a n-gga sniping in all camo
when i beat it up she turn into a soprano
yeah

[hook]
push it
(make it clap) push it
(make it clap) push it

push it

(make it clap)
go
go
go

throw it back
you little b-tch

[verse 2: julian]
i swear to god she packin’
like she got the strap
like a four five make it (clap)
she going hard for a young n-gga, ain’t cutting me no slack
they say bands’ll make her dance, but i ain’t even throwing no stacks
but i might pay her
if you got a body like draya
you know these hoes getting p-ssed around
in a room full of playas
man, these n-ggas hate us
but d-mn these women love us
half of ’em wanna cuff us, other half just wanna f-ck us
catching fades (yeah)
d-mn, they fighting for me
it’s like when the new j’s come out
these women dying to get the d
i’m a young g
came up, got off my f-cking block
she like ups to me, she gave up the f-cking box (easy)
no thanksgiving, but you know she got that stuffing
bust it open
for a youngin’
i ain’t bluffing
beat it up, it’s nothing
can’t stay the night, i got a flight headed out to london
i’m gone b-tch

[hook]
push it
push it
push it
push it

go
go
go

throw it back
you little b-tch

[verse 3: dayday]
two on me, one black one vanilla
i ain’t jay-z but but they rock a fella/roc-a-fella
with them gl-ss heels on, call her cinderella
i bet she can h-lla (push it back)
ella-ella-ay, you running with the young bulls
olay
never on that bullsh-t, okay
so either get with it, or get outta my way
chin up chest out like a hero
think she was a chef the way she feeding my ego
n-gga stop, back it up
tivo
walk her out then p-ss it like tebow
man that sh-t was easy like a free throw
but we don’t give a f-ck about these hoes
d-lo
with a euro-chick, -ss for the kilo
say she wanna give me baritone, deep throat

[hook]
push it
push it
push it

(make it clap)

push it

(make it clap)

(throw it back)

throw it back
you little b-tch

golden
it’s the rangers baby

la native n-ggas

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