"Bada Bing" lyrics
Gio & Skilla Baby Lyrics
"Bada Bing"
(Ayy, Will)
Gettin' a bag is easy, I just got rich off sellin' a peezy
These bitches tryna eat me, 'cause my pockets always cheezy
They love me like I'm Breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi
I-I-I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winnin' team, everybody get a ring (Huh?!)
Bada boom, bada bing
Pockets lookin' extra cheesy, my bitches know I'm extra sleazy
Come here, baby, do not tease me, VVSs, neck on freezy
My pockets look like Feeby, molly in the water, Yeat, Yeat
Spin a nigga like a CD, none of my bitches need me
But they finish this, they leave me
When a nigga make me mad, I'ma get to lookin' creepy
I'ma get to lookin' janky
I be tryna really spank him
Mob broke, I know they hate me
Can't believe them niggas breathin'
That shit gon' drive me crazy (Huh)
I just want some money, baby
Hit a nigga in his head, that's how I'm feelin' lately
Tryna take these niggas under, fuck these niggas tryin' to take me
Try to take these niggas under, fuck these niggas tryin' to take me
Gettin' a bag is easy, I just got rich off sellin' a peezy
These bitches tryna eat me, 'cause my pockets always cheezy
They love me like I'm Breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi
I-I-I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winnin' team, everybody get a ring (Huh?!)
Bada boom, bada bing
I might take your shorty (Huh?!)
She just like to party (Huh?!)
If I give her fourty
She gon' get gnarly (Huh?!)
Got bands up in my laundry, every dollar, I'm countin'
Stackin' it like mountains, I don't need a accountant
My drip like water fountain, who that nigga? He wildin'
Gettin' off, no tryin', fuck with me, lil' boy, you stallin'
Load it when we drivin', we keep fourties when we ridin'
Gotta start hot when my niggas start slidin'
On a paper chase, I'm just tryna get my strides in
I might strike a pose if I see the haters watchin'
Hoes say I'm charmin', me broke, that's alarmin'
They say that money grow on trees, so I started farmin'
Gettin' a bag is easy, I just got rich off sellin' a peezy
These bitches tryna eat me, 'cause my pockets always cheezy
They love me like I'm Breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi (Ayy, Will)
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