Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song GangBang , by - Big Sean. Song from the album Detroit, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 21.08.2017
Record label: MBE
Song language: English
GangBang |
| Money, money, money |
| It’s young Khalifa man |
| And I got money, hoes, money and hoes |
| I got money, hoes, money and hoes |
| Sick |
| Money and hoes |
| Big money talking to you |
| Motherfucker that’s cause big money brought it to you |
| I’ll be stunting while them little niggas sayin' nothing |
| High ceilings, high hoes, high prices for my clothes and I don’t even pay for it |
| Barely know who made this shit |
| Need a bitch, take a bitch, straight back to that big crib |
| Let you roll some rapper weed, put you on some new shit |
| Hit this weed, I show you how I do this |
| My excuse is I’m in Cali so my smoke’s highly exclusive |
| And my bitch bad, my money’s through the roof |
| Your money short you looking mad |
| You Danny Bonaduce bitch |
| I’m jumpin' in my coupe |
| I’m rollin' something that taste like fruit |
| And I hear them niggas talkin' shit but there’s nothing much that they can do |
| When I got a bitch in your city, you should try when you see her |
| Never trippin' on no hoes, nigga what you thought we gettin' money over here |
| I’m ballin' hard, my niggas in the same game |
| I do it big my niggas do the same thing |
| I’m throwin' signs, it’s looking like I gang bang |
| I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang |
| I’m rolling up, my niggas roll the same thing |
| I’m smokin' weed, my bitch she smoke the same thing |
| I’m throwin signs it’s looking like I gang bang |
| I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang |
| B.I.G. |
| Sean Don, nigga |
| I tell a bitch bow down to a motherfucking G hoe |
| I work hard, I drink slow |
| But I never keep drinks low, smokey smokey 'cause I’m a cheapo |
| Sippin' on Pinot Grigio, really hoe, got everything like I got me a genie hoe, |
| yeah |
| My car look like a building, diamonds dancing on top of my wrist |
| Bitch I’m ten feet tall when I’m standing on top of my dick |
| You a sucker hoe, sucker hoe |
| I’m success, I feel like a million dollars, bitch I’m up next |
| Money in my hand, I don’t need no hand out |
| And they all got their hands up 'cause they fuck with me hands down |
| And the car I push got more tent than a camp ground |
| And my picture is always on your bitch background |
| Like Prada, it’s just me and Cyhi |
| Young enough to be your son, but she call me big papa |
| She gave me her oh nana, now disappear like tada |
| She smoking on that Tada, now who the fuck gonna stop us |
| I’m ballin' hard, my niggas in the same game |
| I do it big my niggas do the same thing |
| I’m throwin' signs, it’s looking like I gang bang |
| I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang |
| I’m rolling up, my niggas roll the same thing |
| I’m smokin' weed, my bitch she smoke the same thing |
| I’m throwin signs it’s looking like I gang bang |
| I’m on the team, it’s looking like I gang bang |
| Yeah that’s right, nigga… |
| Probably got your bitch in a trance… |
| I do it… |
| Niggas got me laughin |
| Man that shit funny man, damn that shit funny |
| Damn my nigga Wiz got this shit, ho, what? |