Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Big Bands, artist - Aylek$. Album song ANGVISH, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 23.06.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Saints Media Group
Song language: English
Big Bands |
| Big bands scattered on the floor like it’s war time |
| Put it on his face like I’m dancing on a facetime |
| When I take it off, he like «Where the fuck your waistline?» |
| I got it on my own, you can’t even try to take mine |
| These niggas funny, I told him honey |
| Put it all up in my tummy, let’s get this money |
| Leave that fuck shit at the fucking telly |
| I’m smoking smelly |
| Bouncing on it like a fucking bunny, until it’s sunny |
| I need the bag so I am rushin', I’m chasing all the racks |
| I fuck my baby at the function, and that’s a Fendi fact |
| And yo lil' bitch ain’t gone do nothing, she ain’t even into that |
| I don’t got time for the discussion, I’m tryna bust it back |
| I’m poppin' out with them big bands, big racks, big stacks |
| Got them big bands, big racks, big stacks |
| And for that big cash, she bust it open, throw it back |
| Now she don’t know how to act, palms itching got a rash |
| Big bands scattered on the floor like it’s war time |
| Put it on his face like I’m dancing on a facetime |
| When I take it off, he like «Where the fuck your waistline?» |
| I got it on my own, you can’t even try to take mine |
| These niggas funny, I told him honey |
| Put it all up in my tummy, let’s get this money |
| Leave that fuck shit at the fucking telly |
| I’m smoking smelly |
| Bouncing on it like a fucking bunny, until it’s sunny |
| Shakin' ass but she ain’t fuckin' on the bro, she gotta go |
| Bitches bad and she popping from her head down to her toes |
| Is you mad? |
| Lemme know |
| The gucci bag got the pole |
| Whip it out on the road, now you posing like it’s vogue |
| Bitch, I’m finna flash yo up you know that I control this |
| I got them big bands on me, my baby throwing it |
| Go and check on my Zoe, he got a whole clip and I’mma roll with it |
| Big bands scattered on the floor like it’s war time |
| Put it on his face like I’m dancing on a facetime |
| When I take it off, he like «Where the fuck your waistline?» |
| I got it on my own, you can’t even try to take mine |
| These niggas funny, I told him honey |
| Put it all up in my tummy, let’s get this money |
| Leave that fuck shit at the fucking telly |
| I’m smoking smelly |
| Bouncing on it like a fucking bunny, until it’s sunny |