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in the bando Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Ooh, baby Baby, baby, baby, baby
Yeah, look Whippin', whippin', don't stick it
Drop ice, then shift it Razor blade kiss it, set
Freeze down, put your lay on And get it
Paper calling is u wit it' Ride with your team, loyalty no in-between
Cause switchin' sides'll get you nailed To the crossroads red abeam
So stay focused and reach your dreams On point but street dreamin
Stay fly, got her panties creaming ' Cause I'm a type of guy yamean
It's a West Philly thing In the bando
Oh, in the bando, baby In the bando, baby
I'm in the bando, I'm in the bando oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Look, 10 to 14, in the bando Pending where you go
Keep the rice so it cooks slow, yeah, yeah, yeah
Look out for the nodders , that's eyeballin' though Cause that's for the pros
Watch out for the jumpouts and jammies keep the hammy handy
In case a ninja try to get manly Get to the door, raise it, and clang
In the bend-o, in the bend-o Watch enemies and foes, and get in the dough
Tryna take your blow In the bend-o, in the bend-o
In the bend-o, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah In the bend-o, yeah, yeah
In the bend-o, in the bend-o, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I'm in the trap, roaches and rats Cats, only cats, I lay cats all around
I'm in the trap, roaches and rats Pots and pans, dirty like that, yeah
I'm in the trap, roaches and rats, yeah, yeah So I gotta stay strapped, gotta watch my back
Yeah, in the bend-o, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, yeah
Baby, in the bend-o, in the trap Spiders all around
I'm in the trap, roaches and rats So I gotta keep the way, gotta stay strapped
You know what it is I'm already streakin' your dick
And I play by the old school rules Rule number one
Don't call a man a rat if you ain't got paperwork, yeah, yeah
And rule number two Don't go to where that man's kids rest their
head if you're beefin' with him And rule number three
That applies is don't have sex with your man's girlfriend
That ain't right, no, no, no, no
Cause we fell breast to the death of this
But, um, check it out, though
In the bend-o, in the bend-o, in the bend-o, baby
In the bend-o, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh In the bend-o, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby
In the bend-o, oh, oh, oh, oh oh, baby, baby, baby, baby, oh, oh
Yeah, yeah