Battle Of The Bands

Lyrics

[Intro] Zaytoven [Chorus] Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Blow it like a fan, we make them bitches dance Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Battle of the bands We blow it like a fan, we make them bitches dance [Verse 1] When you getting money, you int gotta show Order a couple thou, let my [?] go Bust down the Roley, I keep my bitches low key Can't a nigga hold me, buffs cost me four G's East vs west, Lou blew a ten Niggas want revenge Pull up on spins, free my nigga Twin What up, my nigga Lin? Five fifty bands Show up Monday night, have a money fight I heard you can't do it, 'cause your money tight Big bands, big jewls, ain't nothing light We sipping dirty sprite, trapping thirty pints [Chorus] Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Blow it like a fan, we make them bitches dance Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Battle of the bands We blow it like a fan, we make them bitches dance [Verse 2] Fuck the compitition Ask any bitch around, they know who got that chicken Fourties with extentions, getting rich the mission My favorite room the kitchen, pay a bitch tuition Do [?] Throw the money in the air, watch it parasol You need a better scale, we get it through the mail I pay my shooter bail, my niggas rude as hell Hoes on my dick, and it ain't rain yet Make it rain on the crowd, fuck the stage set Pulled up to Magic City, in a Maybach A nigga ain't gon' take shit, 'cause we don't play that Nigga [Chorus] Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Blow it like a fan, we make them bitches dance Battle of the bands Battle of the bands Battle of the bands We blow it like a fan, we make them bitches dance