Bang 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 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