Bang Bang Pow Pow (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: Nelly]
Got that Diddy on my mind, steady trying to get moped
Ain't no time for stopping, see that greenlight
Let's go, got that moneyback for that moneyback
Get it all for that low, that exchange in their handshake
Don't count it all, Let's go, do a 100,000 quartermeal
(Afromeal, hey)
Treat this money like my vision, I'ma f*ck her every day
See her ass riding a fast life, make her hard as hell, these streets
I'm blowing all this money, Man, I'm trying to find a new prius
Trying you and me, come up, n*gga fan out with that handout
Throw it til' we stop going, real n*ggas on standout
Click-clack, we clap it off, has an eagle, 5-0
If you ain't on for your city, Why the f*ck you all in my combo?
Point being this game tight, takе everything then takе mine
I boss, n*gga, I'm boss, no draws, that's hang time
Calling my accountants, tell the b*tch I got the fillings
See the marrow on the move, money tight like she ain't with it

[Chorus: T-Pain]
My money right (my money, money), my bread good (good, good)
Shawty f*ckin’ (wassup, girl?), that head good!
Bang, bang, pow, pow
I do my thang, thang, look at me now, now
My money right (my money, money), my cash up (up up and away)
Face down (face down), ass up
I rep my town, town, that’s where I’m from, from
So, n*gga, pow, pow, bum, bum
[Verse 2: T-Pain]
Money to blow, I’m limpin' off tour
Boatloads of cash, b*tch, I’m overboard
I got money for these whores if you open up the door
Company accounts and they all on one accord
Real talk, I don’t speak, even if it’s “Hi, hater”
I’m on top and I done locked the elevator
All these b*tches say I'm fly and I can never touch the ground
I’m not tryna be in your circle cause I don’t f*ck around
I get that money, that money (money)
I live it, I want it (want it)
Drop the top on that Ferrari, now I’m in California
I let the hardtop down and the wind blow through
All I do is win, what the f*ck you gon' do?
I'm good, good, good and
I do this for my hood, hood, hood
Yeah, and ain't nobody gonna stop me I doing it right now
So bang, bang, pow, pow, everybody say

[Chorus: T-Pain]
My money right (my money, money), my bread good (good, good)
Shawty f*ckin’ (wassup, girl?), that head good!
Bang, bang, pow, pow
I do my thang, thang, look at me now, now
My money right (my money, money), my cash up (up up and away)
Face down (face down), ass up
I rep my town, town, that’s where I’m from, from
So, n*gga, pow, pow, bum, bum
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
I go so hard they call me go so hard
You ain't a king, you a joker card
f*ckin’ up the Church money like a alter boy
I got them yellow Xannies, that's them Tonka toys
I go bonkers, boy, I put that on my mom and 'em
These hoes are all alike, they put the 'ho' in homonym
I think all these n*ggas sound like me, that’s a compliment
I told a midget b*tch I do it big, hippopotamus
Put that on my Slime and ‘em, no b-ball, we stop and pop
No b-ball, we got sh*t locked, swagger ill, wassup, doc?
Make that pus*y pop like the gun I went to jail for
Shoot the doors off your Jeep, that b*tch look like a mail truck
Ya pus*y, keep ya tail tucked, real n*ggas in this b*tch
Get that pus*y wet, f*ck her than I jet, Kenny Smith
T-Pain voice, all I do is win and sh*t
Young Money in ya motherf*cking face, blemishes

[Chorus: T-Pain]
My money right (my money, money), my bread good (good, good)
Shawty f*ckin’ (wassup, girl?), that head good!
Bang, bang, pow, pow
I do my thang, thang, look at me now, now
My money right (my money, money), my cash up (up up and away)
Face down (face down), ass up
I rep my town, town, that’s where I’m from, from
So, n*gga, pow, pow, bum, bum