Bang Ya lyrics

[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya

[Verse 1: Drumma Boy]
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't 'bout to play with ya
In her mouth like [?] through the trap
Ran double [?] so she make that ass clap
Stripper [?] stripper hoes and my bottom b*tches
I call her Black Mona Lisa, how she paint the picture
Laughing at these lame n*ggas, wouldn't wanna be ya
Getting to this money, like them Asians and Koreans
[?] I ran to the south
[?] put that di*k up in your mouth
You know what the business is, you know what I'm talking 'bout
Gon' get to twerking, baby, gon' get to turning out
R.I.P. to Pimp C, I keep that pimpin living
M.O.B. like Pac, make a million in a minute
Shawty wanna make some, told the b*tch to get it
Brought me back that work, I gave that b*tch a couplе [?]
[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Lеt you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya

[Verse 2: Young Dolph]
I got a lotta hoes text me, main b*tches, no baby mamas
I tell them all 'bout each other, to keep down all the drama
Lil mama mad because I gave her best friend the business
Put your feelings in your pocket, b*tch, and deal with it
I just wanna bang ya
Na, I don't wanna clame ya
Bend you over, spank ya
See you later, thank you
Motherf*ck a hater
Two middle fingers
Same to the police
'Cause that's just how we came up
Me and my n*ggas don't chase hoes, we replace hoes
In the trap calling plays, and counting up these pesos
I just wanna f*ck, I'm a keep it simple and plane with ya
Might call to hit it from the back, but na, I don't wanna hang with ya
[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya

[Verse 3: Ike Miles]
f*cking you, girl
Is all that matters
Her n*gga get it wrong
You [?]
It's all about you
Who you know
[?] my money at
I'm sitting on acres
You know where my house at
I'm a fly n*gga
I live above average
Smoking this grass
Girl, you a love carage
Use the egg white [?] sitting on twin [?]
[?] block, [?] eyes drop
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna change up
Let you do your thing
[?]
Staying at the Double Tree
Blowing on a double tree
You [?] lights [?] b*tch, this ain't [?]
I'm a fly n*gga
I know you gon' remember me
Put this in your IPhone, yeah, b*tch and get at me
I change your life, put the di*k up in your life
I'm married to this game for the rest of my life
[Chorus: Drumma Boy]
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
I just wanna bang ya
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya
Let you do your thing
I ain't tryna hang with ya