Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Bando Boy, artist - D-Block Europe. Album song Street Trauma, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 26.12.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: D-Block Europe
Song language: English
Bando Boy |
So much cash in my mattress |
I had to sleep where the cats is |
Bro, tell me where the pack is |
I had to sleep where the rats is |
I drip with my bitch, high fashion |
These Xans take me off the planet |
She sucking my dick like a addict |
I think we’re addicted to fashion |
Can you tell me 'fore we sleep tonight? |
Tell me who your favourite nigga is? |
Yeah, the baby girl so polite, no arrogance or ignorance |
Off-White, on 'peat, on sight, kill the pussy so diligent |
That’s a sure sight, oh me, oh my, how we meet so militant |
So much cash in my mattress |
I had to sleep where the cats is |
Bro, tell me where the pack is |
I had to sleep where the rats is |
I drip with my bitch, high fashion |
These Xans take me off the planet |
She sucking my dick like a addict |
I think we’re addicted to fashion |
So I always thought you could be there |
Girl, you know I could be here |
If I pour a 8's, I won’t feel it |
If I cum inside, I can’t keep it |
I’m just tryna find a better me |
For your love, I find it’s my destiny |
I mix the pills and promethazine |
See these niggas hating, I feel jealousy |
So much cash in my mattress |
I had to sleep where the cats is |
Bro, tell me where the pack is |
I had to sleep where the rats is |
I drip with my bitch, high fashion |
These Xans take me off the planet |
She sucking my dick like a addict |
I think we’re addicted to fashion |
Cocaine ki in my mattress |
Cocaine lines for my actress |
Stressed out, need a Xanax |
I got heroin on my Louis V fabric |
Baby girl, please, play your part |
You know a few murders in me if you know my past |
Molly world, Molly world, Molly world, she cannot concentrate |
A brick of flake, a brick of heroin, hit him up |
Wake up, i’m on my way |
AK-47 type of guns that we got, nigga, don’t wanna conversate |
Lemonade, she smellin' my cup, she know the codeine can’t tick it late |
Baby, I can’t think |
Say you want me to win |
My wrist wet, no sink |
She love this drip |
No hands girl when you ride this dick |
Oh my God, those thighs are thick |
No plans girl, tonight is rare |
So I’m gon' hit this |
Can you tell me 'fore we sleep tonight? |
Tell me who your favourite nigga is? |
Yeah, the baby girl so polite, no arrogance or ignorance |
Off-White, on 'peat, on sight, kill the pussy so diligent |
That’s a sure sight, oh me, oh my, how we meet so militant |
Off-White, on 'peat, on sight, kill the pussy so diligent |
That’s a sure sight, oh me, oh my, how we meet so militant |
And if not tonight, I just think, maybe we should do tomorrow |
Yeah, just hit me when you’re ready |