Baby Bee - Bang It Out Lyrics
PapooseScott Storch, Scott StorchPapoose, PapooseSnoop Dogg, Snoop DoggHelicopter in the sky, airplane in the cloudsBoats in the ocean, cars travel the groundI watch from the balcony, this is a busy townI kinda like Miami, I might lock it downMy girl with me, she cook better than Mr. ChowsTold her I order somethin', baby just dial zero for room serviceShe looked up and smiledI was just stuck in the hoodLook at me nowOpened up my safe and put the chain around my neckThen I locked my watch, bling blaow, pinky ring and braceletKinda loud, I got a lotta jewels, 'cause I got a lotta styleBefore I got here, my homie was on trialWalked in the court, the jurors was like, wowHollered at Shaq, they was playin' some clownsWent to the game, can't blend in with the crowdWon a couple grand when Shaquille got fouledBet you he make these an easy then thouThe best of both worlds is a kilo and a poundIn case I gotta bang I'm totin' the 40 calYou got a system in your truck? Let it bangI could see your butt from the front, let it bangYou gang bang then it's all the same thingWe can bang it on out, we can bang it outI dare y'all to violate, we can bang it outIce grillin' in my face, we can bang it outTryna stick me for my papes, we can bang it outWe can bang it on out, we can bang it on outWhat it is? What it was?Who you wit? Is you wit us?'Cause we love to bang and swing and live it upI get low and roll a tree wit a foeBreak bread or fake dead, that's the slogan, li'l homieWhy you da boss? See I been chosin', li'l homieAnd I been doin this the old fashioned wayStickin', movin', on these suckas just like Cassius ClayMake it rain? Naw boo, I'm tryna stash my cash awayKnockin' down trap doors and turnin' out rap whoresSellin' out rap tours on your favorite television showGoin' hard on 'em thoughEast coast let loose, my nephew, Papoose, he got the juiceSo watch the Impala as it swing by and be on the lookoutFor them boys with them gang signs, that's us and you can trustWe gon' bust Big Snoop and Papoose bang, bang in your truckYou got a system in your truck? Let it bangI could see your butt from the front, let it bangYou gang bang then it's all the same thingWe can bang it on out, we can bang it outI dare y'all to violate, we can bang it outIce grillin' in my face, we can bang it outTryna stick me for my papes, we can bang it outWe can bang it on out, we can bang it on outMy style similar to hell, hotter than high temperaturesWorld wide finisher, the US, I'm the lyrical presidentThe UK king, wild sinisterThey love me in Canada, they call me the prime ministerSaid I'd lose my life on the cornerBut I'm in Miami on the balcony, overlookin' the waterGive my credit card to my daughterTell her to swipe it like Swiper from Dora The ExplorerAnd I just bought her the ice that don't meltI give her what she want, she spoiled like old milkThey'll say the block slow if you ain't really smart chillCop from another connect, give you the raw dealFlip your money twice then come for some more crillsDudes will flip on you, the game illSince they like flippin' on me man, I cop that long steelHit him in his side and make him do a cartwheelYou got a system in your truck? Let it bangI could see your butt from the front, let it bangYou gang bang then it's all the same thingWe can bang it on out, we can bang it outI dare y'all to violate, we can bang it outIce grillin' in my face, we can bang it outTryna stick me for my papes, we can bang it outWe can bang it on out, we can bang it on outYou got a system in your truck? Let it bangI could see your butt from the front, let it bangYou gang bang then it's all the same thingWe can bang it on out, we can bang it outI dare y'all to violate, we can bang it outIce grillin' in my face, we can bang it outTryna stick me for my papes, we can bang it outWe can bang it on out, we can bang it on out
