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tommy traina - i got the bandz lyrics

[intro: tommy traina]
yo, it’s tommy traina, b-tch
’bout to take a sh-t on your dad hairy chest
let’s do this, yeah, uh-huh

[verse 1: tommy traina]
my squad turns up
your girls turns up
wonder why they love us
we don’t really give a f-ck
down to turn, just get in touch
grabbin’ life, i got it clutch
livin’ live, you gotta love
man, i’m like this very much
every night i ball out
life’s a game
my fallout
waitin’ around with chicks all around
i play to win, you call out
mothers watch your daughters
and daughters watch your mothers
go in the deep without a rubber
so i’m [?], feeling my [?]
all you psycho, wacko punk kids
to the boring crowd, who are [?] chin
donking on these young leans
young beats, it’s b-mping
munchin’ on some dumplings
always running, running
to my new life into something
she got pink hair, i pump one in
got a pound in my knapsack
orange is the new black
i’m f-cking crazy so stand back
two emo girls, back to back
i love seeing b-tches
let shame the pop up
my sound, you gotta dig it
punk kid with all the sp-nk

[chorus: tommy traina & manganelli]
the crowd goes wild
i got the bands!
love my style
i got the bands!
turn up to dial
i got the bands, i got the bands, i got the bands!
up in the crowd
i got the bands!
open the town
i got the bands
[?] it loud
i got the bands, i got the bands, i got the bands!
the crowd goes wild
i got the bands!
love my style
i got the bands!
turn up to dial
i got the bands, i got the bands, i got the bands!
up in the crown
i got the bands!
let’s open the town
i got the bands
[?] it loud
i got the bands, i got the bands, i got the bands!

[verse 2: manganelli]
i do that sh-t for my punks (punks)
i’m hittin’ hard like some dunks (dunks)
cause i ain’t givin’ no f-cks (nah)
yeah, i ain’t givin’ no f-cks (nah)
haters been pushing they luck (push)
that’s why i’m startin’ to pit (yeah)
mister “i don’t give a sh-t”
smoking alot cause you know i’ll be lit (kush)
this how i’m playing in the game (yeah)
never be balling the same (nah)
never be chilling with lames (nah)
cause you know i’m with the fame (whoo!)
and you know that’ll be sick (ha!)
homie, you know that i’m sick (you know!)
all they ain’t f-cking with me
tell ’em go suck a d-ck
yeah, you know that’s how i roll
outta control
kicking and [?] like some dumps
yeah, you know that b-tch slow
never go fall, cause when i spitting this flow
[?] always be cold, sipping them gold
yeah, i ain’t gonna be old
i don’t know what you been told
what you been sold, but when i be on the road
they already know, i don’t know how do it low (no)
trapping with my bros, never gonna keep it some (no)
i got bands and hoes, yeah, i got the bands and hoes ([?] in the loud)
this is solid gold, [?] malls never fall

[outro]
you wanna be romantic with a chick, you just really want her to eat cheerios out of your b-tthole?
you want her to eat cheerios out of your b-tthole

- tommy traina lyrics

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