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Bang Bang Pow Pow

Lil Wayne

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Bang Bang Pow Pow

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[Chorus - T-Pain]My money right, my money-moneyMy bread good, good-goodShawty fuckin’, wassup girl? that head goodBang bang, pow powI do my thang-thangLook at me now-nowMy money right, my money-moneyMy cash up, up-up and awayFace down, face down, ass upI rep my town-town, that’s where I’m from-fromSo nigga pow pow, bom bom[Verse 1 - T-Pain]Money to blow, I’m living off tourBoatloads of cash, bitch I’m overboardI got money for these whores if you open up the doorCompany accounts and they all wanna courseReal talk I don’t speak, even if it’s: “hi hater”I’m on top and I done locked the elevatorAll these bitches say I’m fly and I can never touch the groundI’m not tryna be in ya circle cause I don’t fuck aroundI get that money, that money-moneyI live it, I want it, drop the top on that FerrariNow I’m in CaliforniaI let the hard top down and the wind blow throughAll I do is win, what the fuck you gon’ do?Good, good, goodAnd I do this for my hood, hood, hoodYeah and ain’t nobody gonna stop me, I’m doing it right nowSo bang bang, pow pow, everybody say:[Chorus - T-Pain]My money right, my money-moneyMy bread good, good-goodShawty fuckin’, wassup girl? that head goodBang bang, pow powI do my thang-thangLook at me now-nowMy money right, my money-moneyMy cash up, up-up and awayFace down, face down, ass upI rep my town-town, that’s where I’m from-fromSo nigga pow pow, bom bom[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]Uh, I go so hard they call me Go So HardYou ain’t a king, you a joker cardFuckin’ up the Church money like a alter boyI got them yellow zannies, that’s them Tonka toysI go bonkers boy, I put that on my mom and ‘emThe hoes are all alike, they put the hoe in homonymI think all these niggas sound like me, that’s a complimentI told a midget: “bitch, I do it big”, hippopotamusPut that on my slime and ‘em, no B-ball we stop and popNo b-ball we got shit locked, swagger ill, wassup doc?Make that pussy pop like the gun I went to jail forShoot the doors off ya jeep, that bitch look like a mail truckYou pussy keep ya tail tucked, real niggas in this bitchGet that pussy wet, fuck her then I jet, Kenny SmithT-Pain voice: “all I do is win”, and shitYoung Money in yo’ motherfuckin’ face, blemishesOwww[Chorus - T-Pain]My money right, my money-moneyMy bread good, good-goodShawty fuckin’, wassup girl? that head goodBang bang, pow powI do my thang-thangLook at me now-nowMy money right, my money-moneyMy cash up, up-up and awayFace down, face down, ass upI rep my town-town, that’s where I’m from-fromSo nigga pow pow, bom bom
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