Lyrics:
Pan
I'm just kidding, nigga I'm just playing
Still working hard just to make a band
Gotta get the bag by any means
My girl thick I'm tryna be her jeans
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
nigga get your money right
And all of them hoes comin'
Niggas that some main thing
So lemme let you know somethin' about that
100 bands, 100 bands i gotta
of emotion
Should I be fractured by your lack of devotion?
Should I?
Should I?
Oh, you better be good to me
That's how it's gotta be now
'Cause I don't
girls be at the strip club
Good girls, they be in CHURCH!
Always wonder why my grandmother
Try to get me to go to CHURCH!
Please Lord forgive me, I'm bout
Fly shit is all I do
Only worry about me, I don't care bout you
I just mixed the drink in with my juice
I'm feelin' hella good, I don't know bout you
know me so don't call me by government
Ouuuu
So go ahead and back that ass up
How you think she acting in this room
Look how she acting on camera
And I'm
Bands
My paper stacking fast
I'm doing better than your mans
Hear me out
Went from sad to feeling too good
See life comes in waves
All the way back to my
from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ, you're on the line, girl
Hey DJ, on the request line, girl
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table, let's bless me on my
good
So so so good
Every good gift from above
Yeah it's all covered in love
Only begotten came down as a human for us we redeemed by the blood
Now we
And y'all just waitin' for me to
Leave it like a waitress tip
You fake as shit
Cassidy, take the brick, make it flip
You'se a good actor
I had coke so potent
girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
I like to hear my favorite song on the radio
So I called and requested
short, so let me keep it sincere
When I'm on that frisbee field, you know my impact's severe (bitch)
I'll be takin' the shots and breaking 'em lots you
could throw me anything with you by my side
It's a crazy, perfect, messed up, beautiful ride
Yeah, it's a good, good, good to be alive
Come on now
through'n up, and he bang it till he die
He be flood'n them colors, in every trap he driven by
He got brothers that died, from drive by, homicides
Since
a daughter at home
So you workin on the pole
I know you so independent
You just wana be all alone gang
Baby dont freeze on me
This aint no zip lock
I got
to God all I fear
Is Allah so why try me?
Cross me get crucified, why would I lie akhi?
You look like the Predator by prey
(pray) on God akhi
They say if
I done ran it up
Got big bands
Cool ass bitch
Jit you can't stop this
And I'm piped up
Off good gas
Oh so saucy
Hoe get off me
Skrt in the coupe
Got
band way back in the 20s. I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again. And then I started working
and jumped in the pool
She threw her pants over there by the little table
Well, one of the guys in the band picked up het panties
(he told me later the stuff
(All star)
So sick of these niggas need cough drops
That thotty gone suck til her jaws lock ('Till her jaws lock)
Cause she seen me got bands like
in their hands. Let me remind you that some of you who are in favor of Johnny staying, also must leave if this side loses. So, whats it gonna be? Leave
I got so much force
And I got no remorse
I wanna be the boss
Yeah you can call me Ross
I ain't got no cares
I ain't got no friends
Ima get more bands
gotta hit the band
If you hear any noise
It's just me and the boys
Hit me
You gotta hit the band
Starchild here, doin' it in 3-D
So good, it's
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