Saweetie - B.A.N. (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Saweetie - B.A.N. (en) Lyrics
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Icy
You thought you was slick,
but you slippin'
Almost had me thinkin'
you was different
Now I'm out here wildin'
with my niggas
You thought you was slick, but
you slippin', yeah, yeah
Almost had me thinkin' you
was different, yeah, yeah
Now I'm out here wildin'
with my niggas, yeah
Out here wildin' with my niggas
Boy, you full of shit, I don't have
no time, just check my wrist
Yeah you lyin' on your dick, but
it ain't big enough for this
I just left the dealership, another
anthem for the whip
Yeah, pull up in your driveway,
break your window with a brick
You not tall enough, your bank account
not long enough for this
Style is weak as fuck, your dick ain't
bomb enough, boy, you a bitch
Yeah, played the queen for a pawn
bitch, yawn, nigga, you borin'
Your side bitch look up to me, now
step aside, you corny, bye
Now I'm out here wildin' with
my niggas (with my niggas)
Out here wildin' with my
You ran off with a jump off, find
a bridge and go jump with her
Sam Jackson, you took an L, got
no juice, that's Pulp Fiction
I've been in my bag, I
got LVs on my tags
Got your role models in my phone
and they all wanna smash
Ever since I cut you off, my
skin glowin' like Rihanna's
I've been all about them commas,
shoulda listened to my mama
Lookin' like I'm sellin' yay,
pull up with that Donda
My new nigga bring me Prada, not
that gossip or that drama
You got these bitches thinkin'
that they're competition
to me (but they ain't)
So now's the second-guessin' intuition
I see (playin' games)
I gave you hella chances, I was
trippin' (I was trippin')
Not a real one 'cause real niggas
never fibbin' (never fibbin')
(Bum) ass nigga, don't include me in
your mentions (in your mentions)
Got some big plans, you no longer
in that vision (no, you lame)
You need to take a good look at what
you're missin' (boy, you done)
Ever since I left your dumb ass
I've been winnin' (bitch)
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