Bandz (Explicit)
Blac Youngsta, Yo Gotti, LunchMoney Lewis"Bandz (Explicit)"은(는) Blac Youngsta, Yo Gotti, LunchMoney Lewis의 곡입니다, 2018, Pop. 길이는 3:41, 81 lines / 679 words.
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0:00Bandz (乐队) - Blac Youngsta
0:01Hold my pants up
0:02Oh yeah
0:03I don't need a just to hold my pants up
0:06I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
0:10Yeah
0:11Hooooo
0:12I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
0:17Hold my pants up
0:19I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
0:24Hold my pants up
0:25I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
0:30Hold my pants up
0:32I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
0:36Hold my pants up
0:38I don't need a belt them bands they hold my pants up
0:41I been broke all my life now I got my bands up
0:44I just bought a new Ferrari and I chopped the doors off
0:47I just drunk a pint of lean just so I can dose off
0:49I got bad b**ch out Toronto and she looking real thicke
0:53She say her boyfriend don't like me I say he a real b**ch
0:56I got a foreign bih foreign bih she just wanna strip
0:59I got a foreign clip foreign clip Glock up on my hip
1:03Now a n**ga ran up on me homie I took him out by myself
1:06Ill do anything for you baby you know I love you to death
1:09Every time I fall in louie they say sir you need a belt
1:12I'm like hell naw lil b**ch I got them bands I don't need no help
1:16I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
1:20Hold my pants up
1:22I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
1:27Hold my pants up
1:28I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
1:33Hold my pants up
1:35I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
1:40Hold my pants up
1:41D**n down to die about this gucci belt
1:44Thirteen with a draco man he f**k around and shoot his self
1:47When I met Youngsta he said big homie I'm with you to the death
1:50I told him its GMG we go to war we never ask for help
1:53Bands on deck like a high school
1:55Blood on my chain like a piru
1:56Vet motor and a Chevrolet n**ga want a wraith no I can't lose
2:00Whole squad blessed like ha choo
2:01'Cause I'm a little problem like why you
2:03I'm a street fighter like Ryu
2:04Walk to the bank like hi you
2:06We get money its not a question are you niggas dumb
2:10Big ol' crib in Beverly Hills but I know where I'm from
2:13Eight figure n**ga and drug dealer I went number one
2:15Street n**ga slash superstar slash keep my gun
2:19I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
2:24Hold my pants up
2:25I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
2:30Hold my pants up
2:32I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
2:36Hold my pants up
2:38I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
2:43Hold my pants up
2:44Pants up
2:46Pants up
2:47Young and black
2:49And handsome
2:50Ima burn
2:52Her top up
2:54Free my dawgs
2:55That's locked up
2:56When I take off in that Lamb you know it kick rocks up
3:00Go to war with me you know you need your Glock tucked
3:03Soon as you get rich you know them haters pop up
3:06You know haters respect haters you know they gone flock up
3:09That n**ga ran up on me homie I took him out by myself
3:12Ill do anything for you baby you know I love you to death
3:15Every time I fall in Gucci they like sir you need a belt
3:18I'm like hell naw lil b**ch I got them bands I don't need no help
3:22I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up
3:27Hold my pants up
3:29Yeah yeah
3:30And they hold my pants up yeah
3:33Yeah and I got my bands up
3:38Killed this sh*t
3:41What's next
Bandz (乐队) - Blac Youngsta Hold my pants up Oh yeah I don't need a just to hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Yeah Hooooo I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt them bands they hold my pants up I been broke all my life now I got my bands up I just bought a new Ferrari and I chopped the doors off I just drunk a pint of lean just so I can dose off I got bad b**ch out Toronto and she looking real thicke She say her boyfriend don't like me I say he a real b**ch I got a foreign bih foreign bih she just wanna strip I got a foreign clip foreign clip Glock up on my hip Now a n**ga ran up on me homie I took him out by myself Ill do anything for you baby you know I love you to death Every time I fall in louie they say sir you need a belt I'm like hell naw lil b**ch I got them bands I don't need no help I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up D**n down to die about this gucci belt Thirteen with a draco man he f**k around and shoot his self When I met Youngsta he said big homie I'm with you to the death I told him its GMG we go to war we never ask for help Bands on deck like a high school Blood on my chain like a piru Vet motor and a Chevrolet n**ga want a wraith no I can't lose Whole squad blessed like ha choo 'Cause I'm a little problem like why you I'm a street fighter like Ryu Walk to the bank like hi you We get money its not a question are you niggas dumb Big ol' crib in Beverly Hills but I know where I'm from Eight figure n**ga and drug dealer I went number one Street n**ga slash superstar slash keep my gun I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up Pants up Pants up Young and black And handsome Ima burn Her top up Free my dawgs That's locked up When I take off in that Lamb you know it kick rocks up Go to war with me you know you need your Glock tucked Soon as you get rich you know them haters pop up You know haters respect haters you know they gone flock up That n**ga ran up on me homie I took him out by myself Ill do anything for you baby you know I love you to death Every time I fall in Gucci they like sir you need a belt I'm like hell naw lil b**ch I got them bands I don't need no help I don't need a belt these bands they hold my pants up Hold my pants up Yeah yeah And they hold my pants up yeah Yeah and I got my bands up Killed this sh*t What's next
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