Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song GangBang, artist - Big Sean. Album song Detroit, Vol. 2, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 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? |