เนื้อเพลง Bands - Rick Ross
เนื้อเพลง Bands
Bands a make her dance [x6]
[Hook: x2]
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
All these chicks poppin' p*ssy
I'm just poppin' bands
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands
She sweet as my swisha when I know she get richer
Take you shopping for hours just for my instagram pictures
Listen: bands a make her dance
Mills a make me move
For years I paid my dues, now I'm paid to wear my shoes
Reeboks for the weak, I rocks with the streets
Over time to the bees, haters give em swish cheese
If I gave em a jar he'd smoke powder for me
Gotta pull double shifts just to count all my cheese
Swag
You want this money b*tch?
Come and get it ho
Racks in the air, bands on the floor
Now dance on the money, that's a money rug
She got her titties be as shots and time to tuck
She bad as f*ck, I'm turnin up
I'm hard in the pen
Ya'll be bad d*ck and ratched hoes, the whole Slab case
Bands a make her, 50 make her f*ck
That ice would make her bite
That coup will make her s*ck
[Hook: x2]
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
All these chicks poppin' p*ssy
I'm just poppin' bands
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands
Pop that p*ssy for a real n*gga
Pull out my black card, that's my lil n*gga
Make a movie with yo b*tch steven spieln*gga
Smokin on keish cole, give me chills n*gga
What's your real name and not your stripper name
I make it rain on ya like a window pane
Bands a make her dance
Tunechi make her cum
Hit it from the side like a motherf*cking bass drum
2 hoes on 1 f*cking pole
2 hoes on my f*cking pole
I don't tip II pay bills b*tches call me buffalo
Her stomach in and her ass out
I'm flyer than the ones they pass out
If money grow on trees, I branched out
I'm just waiting on my b*tch to cash outtttt
[Hook: x2]
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
All these chicks poppin' p*ssy
I'm just poppin' bands
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands
(2 Chainz!)
2 Chainz, four bracelets
Let me see that ass clap, standing ovation (TRU)
If yo girl don't swallow kids, man that ho basic
Got two b*tches with me: take a shot at one ho, using her friend for a chaser
(Bands a make her bust it) Buss it!
(Let me see you touch it) Touch it!
Money talk, you ain't got none, end of discussion! (Damn!)
(Bands a make her do it) Do it!
(Pocket full of money) Money!
Young n*gga gettin' head while tha engine runnin' (Errrgh!)
Let me see you wiggle, do it for a real n*gga (Yeay!)
I be laughing to the bank, all you do is giggle
Ballin' in my coupe, call it sports car
Drop the top and freaky treat that b*tch just like a pornstar!
[Hook: x2]
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
All these chicks poppin' p*ssy
I'm just poppin' bands
Bands a make her dance
Bands a make her dance
These chicks clapping
And they ain't using hands