Wonder - Bandits lyrics

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Wonder - Bandits lyrics

{intro} Aye, huh, yuh, yuh Yeah, uh, uh, uh {chorus} They think i’m crazy or something Hop into the b*tch like dababy or something, huh I put that cake in the oven Your b*tch, she be flexing like kratos or something Where did you make all that money? They basically saying they paying for nothing I’m basically saying they’re basic, i’m bluffin’ Yo b*tch is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh I got bands, i got fu*kin’ bandits Keep that stick up on my b*tch, semi automatic Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic Make ‘em sit down like a b*tch, i be workin’ magic {verse 2} Uh, uh, look Imma need forty up in the mag please, fancy b*tches be talkin’ out of they asscheeks, that’s weak I was fu*kin’ up on all you bad b’s last week Pussy talkin’ like he gonna blast me, gladly If thеy got some sh*ts, i let ‘em know who thеy talkin’ to Got wings all on the back and i think i’m fly like a co*katoo Give money to the people, i buy my baby some prada boots You think you got the sauce, well i’m sayin’ i got a lotta juice Well, margaritas, i think i need one I been head honcho: i’m a leader, i give him free bucks I might just go and get my cheese up, we {?} up That lil’ b*tch up like she a skeezer, that b*tch a eater I’m a mama baby, whatchu know? Got all these b*tches talkin’ proper baby, drop it low I put the barrel of that choppa up that pussy nose I make ‘em fall ‘cause i’m a top, they fall like dominos, yuh, yuh {chorus} They think i’m crazy or something Hop into the b*tch like dababy or something, huh I put that cake in the oven Your b*tch, she be flexing like kratos or something Where did you make all that money? They basically saying they paying for nothing I’m basically saying they’re basic, i’m bluffin’ Yo b*tch is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh I got bands, i got fu*kin’ bandits Keep that stick up on my b*tch, semi automatic Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic Make ‘em sit down like a b*tch, i be workin’ magic, yeah, yeah {bridge} I got, so much fu*king money Just, fl- like falling out of my pockets I-i don’t even It’s like, i-i Basically i’m sayin’ i dunno where the fu*k imma put all this money at {chorus} Uh, i got bands, you can’t fu*k with my sh*t Money fillin’ up my pants, i can’t count all my chips I got b*tches shakin’ ass, baby work it like this Keep that guala in the back, of the black and white whip, uh {verse 3} Burberry my coat, whatchu know about it? I got water, i got hoes and i feel like a fountain And i won’t stop ‘til i got shows that always fu*kin’ crowded And i got money comin’ at me, imma stop the countin’ Pussy talkin’ out his neck, i be makin’ him backflip Then these b*tches make me laugh, they be thinking they know sh*t I just serenade the cash and i’m makin’ it stack quick And i always make it back, imma buy my mama a crib, yeah, yeah I go ghost on my b*tch and she hittin’ my phone And i go ghost in the whip, i ain’t makin’ it home Pop, pop, big ol’ choppa with his blastin’ your dome *buzz* *buzz*, please stop callin’ baby leave me alone I need gucci on me, fendi, louis, name it: it is there She just booty call me, baby let me know when you get here Different movies on my screen and different blue hunnids to spare I got red and pink and blue and different colours in my hair He keep barkin’ like the b*tch, i be tuggin’ up on his necklace He keep talkin’ all this sh*t and i think he wanna get reckless Now he wanna act steady, been sendin’ a different message And i never back down, i eat pussy b*tches for breakfast {chorus} Yeah, yeah they think i’m crazy or something Hop into the b*tch like dababy or something, huh I put that cake in the oven Your b*tch, she be flexing like kratos or something Where did you make all that money? They basically saying they paying for nothing I’m basically saying they’re basic, i’m bluffin’ Yo b*tch is gon’ act like they faithful or something, huh I got bands, i got fu*kin’ bandits Keep that stick up on my b*tch, semi automatic Forgiatos on the whip, in and outta traffic Make ‘em sit down like a b*tch, i be workin’ magic, yeah, yeah

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