Fo Dem Bandz Lyrics

She ain't no stripper, but she gon' twerk for them bands

Man yo bitch on that pole, got that pole in my hand

Pop a nigga like a drug, pop his ass like he a Xan

Niggaa claim that he a hunnid, but we snitchin' on his mans

I ain't cool with these niggas, so don't try to shake my hand

Chasin' cake, I want the bands, gen five hit em, make him dance

Don't give a fuck about the jelly, peanut butter, I want the bread

Bitch, don't slide to my crib if you ain't givin' me head

Shorty said, buy me skims, lil a ho, that shit dead

Know a hood white nigga, yeah, that call that nigga Ed

But don't play with his ass, he knockin' shit out like he Craig

It's never bitches over bread, you dissed the gang, I want you dead

She ain't no stripper, but she gon' twerk for them bands

Man ya bitch on that pole, got that pole in my hand

Pop a nigga like a drug, pop his ass like he a Xan

Nigga claim that he a hunnid, but we snitchin' on his mans