Bing Bong (Remix)

Lyrics

[Intro: Nems & Fat Joe] Bing-bong I'm with the kings of New York and this the theme song Crack (Vinny Idol, nigga) [Verse 1: Fat Joe] Ayo, pain don't care about sun, put your lights out Know how many homies I seen died when it's nights out? I'm the big daddy 'caine with the raw, fool Now what you want, huh? Dope or dog food? Keep it a kilo, no one's hard as me Birthed out the water, started charging fees Surfing Maybachs make it hard to breathe So we post it on the 'Gram for the gods to see Yo, I'm too G, Dapper Dan designed me Been freshman since the class of '93 I put the bing to your bong, blow your whole melon Put the beats on your moms, not what the doc selling Four million on the watch, that's a lot of dancing Twenty thousand square feet, that's a lot of mansion Balenciaga with the boot, niggas stay hating The whole Coney Island know, niggas ain't nathan It's Crack [Chorus: Nems] Bing-bong (Bingy) You little dusty motherfucker, you got ringworm (Fuck out of here) I used to be gorilla, but now I'm King Kong I'm with the kings of New York and this the theme song (That's a factory) [Verse 2: Nems] Oh, you thought this shit was done, stupid? (Never) You better go and get your gun, stupid (Grrah) I got Crack on the track like I'm Pun, stupid (And the Ghost) Even Biggie would tell you that I'm the one, stupid They said it was finished (Nah) Then I made it more popping and they said it's a gimmick (Stop) I told 'em fuck your life, suck a dick with your wife's mouth (Then what?) Then I brought Coney Island to the White House (Woo) Tour state to state and they knowing my raps (Facts) You should've got at me before, now ain't no holding me back (Nope) They thought it was all jokes, ain't even know that I rap The bullet hit him and he died, he ain't even know he got clapped (Grrah) Now I walk into the club and bitches drop to the floor (Oh my God) Don't let the internet fool you, you'll get rocked in the jaw (Woo) They asked if I could do it again, I told 'em, "Bet me" A billion on Tik-Tok, don't ever disrespect me, stupid [Verse 3: Styles P] Loopy though Nah, nigga, you el stupido Goofy-ass character, type to marry a groupie ho (Goofy) Bing-bong I'm at your front door, ding-dong The white girl on Empire State Building, but King Kong Fuck with a bored ape, you go the yacht club (Bored ape) It's no fucking thing to put your brain in a hot tub (No fucking thing) That's an NFT, I'll piss in your Hennessey I'm about peace, but I got issues and tendencies (I got issues) I know I need therapy (I know) But I'm in the Alpine 7, fully loaded, the homie trilled in the Cherokee (Fully loaded) Know that he's strapped too (Ah), his gun ain't for tattoos (Uh-uh) I'm player-based, but you a sweet, fuck it, it's jackfruit (It's jackfruit) They ask me where I stay, tell 'em out of the way (I'm out the way) Ain't a beach on your block, how you riding the wave? (How?) How you lit without a fire? Who survived in the flames? (Who?) Bing-bong, you not a player if you not in the game, Ghost [Chorus: Nems] Bing-bong (Bingy) You little dusty motherfucker, you got ringworm (Fuck out of here) I used to be gorilla, but now I'm King Kong I'm with the kings of New York and this the theme song (That's a factory) [Verse 3: Busta Rhymes] Shit, nigga, hehe, bing-bong You niggas trash, you motherfuckers should've been gone Gigantic bars flatten every fucker, sing this song You crab lice infected rap niggas wearing thongs (Haha, hahaha) My nigga, bing-bong I slap niggas with paddles like I'm playing ping-pong Everything about me real right, y'all niggas been wrong Simultaneous fucking four bitches, dick long Type of shit we did used to cause a vomit Front on the block after niggas went in your partner's wallet Sicker than colon cancer when they find a polyp Mister Cee, when I give you this verse, they feel a wallop Hehe, fuck you talking 'bout? Bing-bong I put my foot nay by they face, King Kong I sell every type of drug, you see the strip long Coke, crack, dope, weed, explosive, big bomb Hahaha [Chorus: Nems] Bing-bong (Bingy) You little dusty motherfucker, you got ringworm (Fuck out of here) I used to be gorilla, but now I'm King Kong I'm with the kings of New York and this the theme song (That's a factory)