Bands lyrics

[Intro]
Oh Lord, Jetson made another one

[Chorus]
Bands, bands, rock designer pants
Diamonds on me dance, turn your b*tch into a fan
Hand stand, gotta her in a trance
Fed her couple perkys, she forgot about her mans

[Verse]
I got big rocks, diamonds on my wrist watch, blinging
Gleaming, I just took his hoe because I be singing
Easy, gotta watch these hoe 'cause they be sneaky
Believe me, in them and then I'm out just like a genie, woah
n*ggas barking but I know they don't want smoke (Don't want smoke)
We ain't talking n*ggas pull up to yo' door (Where you at?)
When I come through b*tches treat me like the pope (Like the pope)
Met a baby and she smelled just like a rose (Like a rose)

[Chorus]
Bands, bands, rock designer pants
Diamonds on me dance, turn your b*tch into a fan
Hand stand, gotta her in a trance
Fed her couple perkys, she forgot about her mans
Bands, bands, rock designer pants
Diamonds on me dance, turn your b*tch into a fan
Hand stand, gotta her in a trance
Fed her couple perkys, she forgot about her mans
[Open Verse]

[Chorus]
Bands, bands, rock designer pants
Diamonds on me dance, turn your b*tch into a fan
Hand stand, gotta her in a trance
Fed her couple perkys, she forgot about her mans