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danny v - bang bang! lyrics
hey, hey!
yah, hey, hey, yah
ok, ok, ok, yah
i’m just gonna fuck around with some shit and see if that gets me anywhere
yeah, look, yo, yah
[verse 1: danny v]
look at me gettin that paper
look at me puttin in work
you the worst cuz you makin them minimum wages
you flippin them burgers, i triple yo pay
i grew up in the land of the gators
show some respect for the boy, he got bars
you ain’t heard me, just go ask your neighbor
them tracks they been spreadin like fire in cali
i b-tter my everything bagel
boy i’m cookin it better than rachel
if you come in my kitchen you better be spittin them flames or you don’t get no table (no)
stackin my bread like a baker
boy i make it, i make it, i make it, i make it
yo b-tch treat my d-ck like retainers
oh she take it, she take it, she take it, she take it
she want it
i get some bands then i flaunt it
smokin a gram of that chronic
when i mari-want it i best fuckin get it
and none of those mids, boy i ain’t no beginner
[hook]
so why is you hatin?
b-tch, why the fuck is you hatin?
actin like i didn’t make it
so why is you hatin?
y’all just some fakers
i’m the real deal, got a studio basement
so why are you hatin?
b-tch why the fuck is you hatin?
actin like i didn’t make it
so why are you hatin?
again and again i’mma ask you
you hatin, my boys gon blast you
so why is you hatin?
b-tch why the fuck is you hatin?
the best and there ain’t no debatin, so stay in yo lane
b-tch why the fuck is you hatin?
why in the fuck is you hatin?
[verse 2: danny v]
oh, cuz i am a god
young and i’m reckless a lot
b-tch, i’m the best, you should stop
boy my schedule hot, get the fuck outta my face
why you comin in here when you takin up my space?
why you fuckin up my day?
i just been chillin
got chandelier money, shit hang from the ceiling
got bags full of millions with dollar signs on ’em
yo b-tch gonna fall for me, call that shit autumn
my life fuckin awesome, you fuckin with me?
don’t fuck with them rats, all they want is yo cheese
and all of yo beef, but boy i ain’t ’bout it
i’ll sit on that money, it look like a mountain
i can’t even count it, shit i might need an accountant
i think that i might be amountin to something astoundin
i’m boutta go in, finally proud of the shit that i spit
man i said i been winnin, i’m winnin
i make no mistake when i’m in it
i hit it like griffey, like winnie all up in that honey
get money, got paper, get paid like the majors
i stay on the roof cuz my flow is a danger
it’s hot, don’t go touchin, that shit like museums
i sip robitussin
that’s earl on the beat, yeah he shinin like pearls
while yo b-tch in my jeans, yeah i reach for the world
nothin short of my dreams, but i be with yo girl
yeah she order my d, i deliver it
fuck a digiorno my boy, yeah i shitted it
shoulda been with it back then, but i didn’t and now i’m a little behind but i’m in it again
shit i been sinnin again
shit i been hittin a 10 from behind, so i guess you can say i been winnin again, yeah
and now that i’m spendin again, these b-tches come in, they all wanna talk, i ain’t got time for ya shit
i don’t say nothin; nothin, just give em that c-ck, yah
[hook]
so why is you hatin?
b-tch, why the fuck is you hatin?
actin like i didn’t make it
so why is you hatin?
y’all just some fakers
i’m the real deal, got a studio basement
so why are you hatin?
b-tch why the fuck is you hatin?
actin like i didn’t make it
so why are you hatin?
again and again i’mma ask you
you hatin, my boys gon blast you
so why is you hatin?
b-tch why the fuck is you hatin?
the best and there ain’t no debatin, so stay in yo lane
b-tch why the fuck is you hatin?
why in the fuck is you hatin?
[verse 3: danny v]
boxing the chevy, we smokin that green
what the fuck you been thinkin? i’m holdin my team
from my shirt to my socks, i been dressed lookin fresh
and undressin yo b-tch from her toes to her neck
and i told you it’s best if you get the fuck out of my face
b-tch, get the fuck out of my face
aha, nah, i’m just kiddin, it’s good, you could, you could come back now though
you b-tches don’t phase me, this shit is a joke
i been chillin, just sittin and havin a smoke
with my boys in my room, gettin busted, but fuck it
i’m still gonna smoke on that green out in public, that’s rubbish
yo b-tch like a genie, i rub it
i get my 3 wishes and wish for some fuckin, god d-mn
god d-mn, yah
why in the fuck is you hatin?
yah, b-tch
why in the fuck is you, why in the fuck is you?
yah
why in the fuck is you hatin?
oh my god, that shit was insane
why in the fuck is you hatin?
why in the fuck is you hatin?
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