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Bang (Explicit)

G-Eazy, Tyga
2019-09-182:46 minSynced lyrics

"Bang (Explicit)" is a song by G-Eazy, Tyga, released in 2019 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:46 long and contains 85 lines and 567 words.

Lyrics

0:00作曲 : Gerald Gillum/Westen Weiss/Nick Mira/Kyle van Riper/Edgar Machuca/Derrick Carrington Gray/Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson
0:01作词 : Gerald Gillum/Westen Weiss/Nick Mira/Kyle van Riper/Edgar Machuca/Derrick Carrington Gray/Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson
0:08Aye
0:09I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
0:11I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
0:14And I need a super freak like Rick James
0:16Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
0:18Bang, bang, bang
0:20Make that ****
0:20Bang, bang, bang
0:22Make that ****
0:23Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
0:25Pop that ass for me, baby
0:27Make that **** bang
0:28Why so serious, I'm never ******' around
0:30These pigeons dead stock, they never touchin' the ground
0:32Plane Jane Patek I'm never bustin' it down
0:34Flagrant as ****, I'm never toning it down (Yeah)
0:38Oh, you big mad?
0:39Why you chasin' a chick that I been had?
0:41Took your dream girl down, yeah I did that
0:43Got some pop-star bodies, been hit that
0:46Believe me my belt got notches
0:49Safe full of diamonds, a couple nice watches
0:51Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us
0:53But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches
0:56Aye, (yee)
0:56I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game (Winners win)
0:58I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
1:00And I need a super freak like Rick James
1:03Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
1:05Bang, bang, bang
1:06Make that ****
1:07Bang, bang, bang
1:08Make that ****
1:09Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
1:12Pop that ass for me, baby
1:13Make that **** bang
1:14Load it up, aim, pop, shoot it up
1:17Boot it up, strapped up, toot it up
1:19It's game time, put me in, I'm suited up
1:21***** I'm good enough, I don't need the luck
1:23Heartbreaker like Suzie, hotter than jacuzzi
1:26Make her buy open mouth like a scary movie
1:28I got 10 cars, park them like Lil Uzi
1:30Proof's in the income, I ain't gotta prove it (nope)
1:33She got a man, ***** I ain't stupid
1:35But the way you work that body mean you gotta lose it
1:38And that ***** good, show me how you use it
1:40Step by step, baby go through it
1:42I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
1:45I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
1:47And I need a super freak like Rick James
1:49Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
1:51Bang, bang, bang
1:53Make that ****
1:53Bang, bang, bang
1:55Make that ****
1:56Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
1:58Pop that ass for me, baby
2:00Make that **** bang
2:01Yeah, talk to me nicely
2:03Fifty on the chain, oh my god I'm so pricey
2:05Mami she Spanish, she keep it so spicy
2:08She throw it back, she like "Papi, don't bite me"
2:10Make her bend down
2:12She 'gon let me clip when I'm in town
2:14Big Bentley truck, rolled her tints down
2:1710k a month, Hell's Kitchen in Midtown (Yeah)
2:19L.A. to New York, Bicoastal
2:21I'm international, not local
2:24I'm banned for these vintage Chanel bifocals
2:26If you ain't talkin' bags then I'm antisocial (Be gone)
2:29Aye
2:29I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
2:31I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
2:33And I need a super freak like Rick James
2:36Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
2:38Bang, bang, bang
2:39Make that ****
2:40Bang, bang, bang
2:42Make that ****
2:42Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
2:45Pop that ass for me, baby
2:46Make that **** bang
作曲 : Gerald Gillum/Westen Weiss/Nick Mira/Kyle van Riper/Edgar Machuca/Derrick Carrington Gray/Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson
作词 : Gerald Gillum/Westen Weiss/Nick Mira/Kyle van Riper/Edgar Machuca/Derrick Carrington Gray/Michael Ray Nguyen-Stevenson
Aye
I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby
Make that **** bang
Why so serious, I'm never ******' around
These pigeons dead stock, they never touchin' the ground
Plane Jane Patek I'm never bustin' it down
Flagrant as ****, I'm never toning it down (Yeah)
Oh, you big mad?
Why you chasin' a chick that I been had?
Took your dream girl down, yeah I did that
Got some pop-star bodies, been hit that
Believe me my belt got notches
Safe full of diamonds, a couple nice watches
Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us
But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches
Aye, (yee)
I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game (Winners win)
I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby
Make that **** bang
Load it up, aim, pop, shoot it up
Boot it up, strapped up, toot it up
It's game time, put me in, I'm suited up
***** I'm good enough, I don't need the luck
Heartbreaker like Suzie, hotter than jacuzzi
Make her buy open mouth like a scary movie
I got 10 cars, park them like Lil Uzi
Proof's in the income, I ain't gotta prove it (nope)
She got a man, ***** I ain't stupid
But the way you work that body mean you gotta lose it
And that ***** good, show me how you use it
Step by step, baby go through it
I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby
Make that **** bang
Yeah, talk to me nicely
Fifty on the chain, oh my god I'm so pricey
Mami she Spanish, she keep it so spicy
She throw it back, she like "Papi, don't bite me"
Make her bend down
She 'gon let me clip when I'm in town
Big Bentley truck, rolled her tints down
10k a month, Hell's Kitchen in Midtown (Yeah)
L.A. to New York, Bicoastal
I'm international, not local
I'm banned for these vintage Chanel bifocals
If you ain't talkin' bags then I'm antisocial (Be gone)
Aye
I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me baby make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang
Make that ****
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby
Make that **** bang

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