Swizz Beatz

Swizz Beatz - Bang Bang lyrics

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Swizz Beatz feat Pusha T & Pharrell

[Swizz Beatz]

Showtime,

pull your Aston Martin out and just swerve on ‘em

pull your hoopty out man and just swerve on ‘em

let the top drop back and just swerve on ‘em

take the doors off your whip and just swerve on ‘em

[Pharrell]

You can catch em swerving in that thing thing

riding in that thing thing

let the top drop and let the system bang bang

hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

me and my bitches swerving in that thing thing

riding in that thing thing

let the blueberry blow let the system bang bang

hey hey hey hey hey hey hey

(Talk to em Pusha)

[Pusha T]

Take ya tops off baby, it’s bout to pop off

young somersault in this bitch to want to cop off

when you got the crown the haters want you to drop off

Lil Pusha T’s in the game I simple knock off

I beg your pardon, that coupe is a Targa

I’ve been in and outta lanes with a Porsche playing frogger

I’ll never be a blogger, I’m too much of a buyer

post it, don’t have it at your home, you’re a liar

these n-ggas day dreamers, I’m more like a schemer

to have from Iesha’s to Adrianna Lima’s

yeah, couple extra models for what we pop bottles for

leaning on the throttle more

[Chorus]

[Swizz beatz]

This that sh-t that you knock in your drops

the sh-t that you like to knock in your drops

well if you like me, this the sh-t you like to knock on your yachts

boat shoes on, walls full of Basquiats

you aint like me, you just automatic starting

you like me, you design Aston Martin’s

Bow ties on, I’m just GQ modelling

damn, fresh I am

when I start scoring I shut down the Garden

Swizzy Rule the World on my Nas and my Lauren

blogs say Swizzy bars aint nothing to pause

I say FREEZE!

now pull your cars up next to ours

[Chorus]

[Pusha T]

Where I’m from we don’t gang bang

but we sell that thing thing

every ghetto same sh-t

just only the slang change

soon as that bass came we started to take aim

Double G boat shoes, YSL case frames

club with the photoshoots

think Puffy and Mase came

dolled up the bitches too, they was in the same frame

hustlers they chased change, busta’s they chased dames

young n-ggas Kingpins we was tryna fame

n-ggas on they chaingang, snitches play the blame game

first (?) in the room when they name names

hard for us to cross paths we aint in the same lane

hope God forgive me when I catch n-ggas bang bang!

[Chorus]

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Thanks to adrianna

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