Bang Ya

Lyrics

[Chorus: Drumma Boy] I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya [Verse 1: Drumma Boy] I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't 'bout to play with ya In her mouth like [?] through the trap Ran double [?] so she make that ass clap Stripper [?] stripper hoes and my bottom bitches I call her Black Mona Lisa, how she paint the picture Laughing at these lame niggas, wouldn't wanna be ya Getting to this money, like them Asians and Koreans [?] I ran to the south [?] put that dick up in your mouth You know what the business is, you know what I'm talking 'bout Gon' get to twerking, baby, gon' get to turning out R.I.P. to Pimp C, I keep that pimpin living M.O.B. like Pac, make a million in a minute Shawty wanna make some, told the bitch to get it Brought me back that work, I gave that bitch a couplе [?] [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Lеt you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya [Verse 2: Young Dolph] I got a lotta hoes text me, main bitches, no baby mamas I tell them all 'bout each other, to keep down all the drama Lil mama mad because I gave her best friend the business Put your feelings in your pocket, bitch, and deal with it I just wanna bang ya Na, I don't wanna clame ya Bend you over, spank ya See you later, thank you Motherfuck a hater Two middle fingers Same to the police 'Cause that's just how we came up Me and my niggas don't chase hoes, we replace hoes In the trap calling plays, and counting up these pesos I just wanna fuck, I'm a keep it simple and plane with ya Might call to hit it from the back, but na, I don't wanna hang with ya [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya [Verse 3: Ike Miles] Fucking you, girl Is all that matters Her nigga get it wrong You [?] It's all about you Who you know [?] my money at I'm sitting on acres You know where my house at I'm a fly nigga I live above average Smoking this grass Girl, you a love carage Use the egg white [?] sitting on twin [?] [?] block, [?] eyes drop I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna change up Let you do your thing [?] Staying at the Double Tree Blowing on a double tree You [?] lights [?] bitch, this ain't [?] I'm a fly nigga I know you gon' remember me Put this in your IPhone, yeah, bitch and get at me I change your life, put the dick up in your life I'm married to this game for the rest of my life [Chorus: Drumma Boy] I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya I just wanna bang ya I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya Let you do your thing I ain't tryna hang with ya