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(ching, ching) Back im Lab wie Walter White, I'm back am Set wie Paul van Dyk (whoa) Bei Gott, mein Ziel das Paradies In mei'm Kopf herrscht Krieg und
bang bang bang) Staying younger by the day My good looks will never fade I hope i can can can can (bang bang bang bang) Napoleon was very brave
out to all ravers in the world and to : Armin van Buuren Paul Van Dyk Dimitri Vegas and Like Mike Skrillex Hardwell HeadHunterz Tiesto Eric Prydz
Partyin' with the ladies I pull in Mercedes you know we gonna BANG BIG SOUND We kickin' it loud at 3 o'clock on the spot Pouring liquor around we doin'
Blessed be di hot gyal dem, yuh done know dem gimme di vibes (Sean Paul, Charly Black) Keepin' it live, well, yuh done know there ain't no drive
Yeah, cuz! Oi Movement DVD cuz Big up Scorcher, big up Wretch 32 Big up Ghetto big up the rest of the members Big up Risky! Big up Gift, Frisco,
I know Paul, Paul, yeah You know but see, yeah, y'all may know him by other names Hermes, Pan, Ion, You know mm ton of shit Sperm bank I didn't
And niggas don't be tripping, don't Be doin no drive-bys Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red We like that fucking green and paper's what I said Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't Be doin no drive-bys Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red We like that fucking green and paper's what I said Big
bang bang And I'll be everywhere on the map but I rep that west I rep that west I rep that west I rep that west I rep that west I rep that west I rep
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red We like that fuckin green, papers what I said Big Moe wassup, in
a nigga trunk is tha nigga screw We comin down, and you know we down to swang & bang I'm out the South, that Big Moe, should let my nuts hang I don't
out here, let it rang out loud Gang, gang out here, we gon' bang out loud... TOUCH DOWN! OG Paul at Parkway is where I got laced Throw down Molly with
My name, it probably ring like Las Vegas slot machines (talk to 'em) The MAC by my pelvis in my Helmut Lang (uh-huh) The shells'll bang, make
Got our rayon shirts, safari combs The big city is ours to roam Hey Paul Hey Paul, tell me bout the place you bought I'm really happy that you two
ass soft commercial rhyme I don't sound like Phyllis Simon or the Wynans I rock Central Park but do not mistake me for Paul Simon I can't hear nothin
leave a nigga in the Thames Floating down the embankment up to Tilbury Whoever you are you still bleed Run up on man, hold the gun up and bang (bang) lick
(put) in (in) work (work) After (after) she (she) scrubbed (scrubbed) the dirt Big (big) pipe (pipe), I'ma (I'ma) slang (slang) Break your back 'Til
All my niggas like professors takin niggas paper Slidin' with some skaters you be with the haters Beanies with the Carhartt, big body Paul Blart Dirty
“Big Bang Blues” Words & Music written by Paul Duke © 2020 Formerly Saul Music BMI all rights reserved Verse 1 A guess in time but a toss
Big Swangaz and Vouges Them 20 inches sittin low We Ball 24's 7's all that we know Screens and neon lights gon show When my trunk unlock pop
himself We think he's dead But he comes back instead Big guy is here Mood drops so low Bang wait a minute That's what I call jenga
check my history eventually you'll get told the same nigga big dogs a damn fool a fixture in the game and I play it by my own rules damned if I'mma change
don't care about But the cops in the city when the hear about me That was trick at the truck stop Financial shit, so Paul Maul cigarette bitch Big bag
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