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Lirik Lagu Mak sauce - Bando Babi3s


By: Admin | Artist: M mak sauce | Published: 2024-20-06T19:31:19:00+07:00
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[part i]

[intro: mak sauce]
thug like m~a~l~i~k, tell me where you be, i be in the bando, baby
i don’t really need no bed, don’t need no sheets, i’ll f~ck her in the bando, baby
make sure the backdoor locked, keep yo’ hand on that glock, life of a bando baby
b~a~n~d~o, bruh don’t even rap, he just go bando brazy
life of a bando baby, this is the life of a bando baby

[verse 1: lil baby]
break up the bando
i’m like o’neal when he played for orlando
i hop out drippin’, i’m dressed down in camo
this valentino for them who didn’t know
shoutout my momma’, she ain’t raised no hoe
everywhere i go, i got that pole
who want smoke wit’ us?
bought my b~tch a rover truck
you can come and get a load from us
the diamonds crystal clear, you take a sip
run outta’ bullets and add a new clip
blue on my [?], they know i’m a crip
disrespect me, n~gga, bet you get flipped
louis vuitton supreme on my hip
real gangster, ain’t no rings on my lip
i ain’t no b~tch, ain’t no holes in my nose
no disrespect to tupac
bro’nem ridin’ ’round wit’ two glocks
hunnid’ thousand dollar shoe box
thuggin’, air force ones, no socks
yeah, i had to hug the block
yeah, i gave it all i got
yeah, i bought my b~tch a new watch
bando bussin’, screamin’, “f~ck the cops”
[part ii]

[intro: mak sauce]
man, hold on, i ain’t buy the b~tch no watch
bought her a bl!cky to throw in her purse
f~ck is you doin’, n~gga?
okay! (f~ck you talm’?)
b~tch over there lookin’ bad as h~ll for somethin’ (brrrt)
i think i wanna’ free the main slimes (slime)
free the anacondas (free ’em, n~gga)
turn me up!

[verse 1: mak sauce]
i’m full of that (shhh), movin’ snail
buy the p~ssy, sent a thousand to her zelle
go d~ck her down, she said she feel it in her ribs
why you cappin’? say you need to go and work at lids
i can’t touch a thing, sh~t, it is what it is
i’ma add me to it if i did what i did
girl, i’m f~ckin’ wit’ you if you sayin’ what i did
put this on my poppa’, let it pop out, get the trim
f~ck that sh~t, it’s cold outside and i still drop my ceilin’
‘fore you hop up out that car, make sure you got yo’ bl!cky
i been sippin’ too much sizzurp, i can feel it in my kidney
ain’t been trippin’ on no b~tches, i been sit back, kickin’, pimpin’
[break: mak sauce]
i ain’t gon’ lie, b~tch, d~mn!
my f~ckin’ head hurt or somethin’
yeah, bring that—, bring that sh~t back in, let’s do it

[verse 2: mak sauce]
i’ma sit out, poppin’ stuff since i came all gucci (ah)
step up, tellin’ me ’bout sh~t i know that you ain’t doin’ (lie)
n~ggas broke as h~ll, but still be sittin’ on they ass (why?)
i can’t wait for him to reach, i bet i squeeze, bust my fire
bought my first car at 17 and i could barely even drive
it’s a team effort, i’ll bust that bl!cky while you drive
soon as i get my nut, leave it on her b~tt, tell her, “bye”
pull up on a hoe wit’ thick thighs, tell that hoe, “let’s ride”
you ever wiped a n~gga nose? slime, gimme’ five
if you see me, please then know that it’s a bl!cky by my side
drop a ten~piece, they had did that boy like ricky from behind

[break: mak sauce]
ayy, just stop, bruh
f~ck this sh~t, i’m done

[verse 3: mak sauce & bhm pezzy]
matter fact, uh, f~ck it, keep it goin’, uh
hot as h~ll outside, rich snowin’
hit her from the back, f~ckin’ up her sew~in
fake bougie sh~t cap, i know she goin’
eat her face like cannibal, smoke a opp like some cannabis
new exotic in the spot smellin’ like 3~0~0 junkies, b~tch
i can’t bang no more, i stepped on my big homie, try me like a flanker
i slime him out like lipo, when i got behind her, she look like onyx
let him step, i’m from the west, i be on stomper sh~t
[?] got me there, beat throwin’ like a oven mitt
drown in drip, my outfit won’t come up ’till it stop bubblin’
she a freak, it’s nun’ for her to chew two d~cks like peppermint
ridin’ ’round gucci, he was gangster wit’ the government
bando baby, still knew when i got older i be runnin’ sh~t
all type of sticks, might put the punisher on punishment
room full of k!llers, but not no p’s in here, john wick


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