Bitches Go Bananas Hi-C (Ft. DiamondsOnMyDick)

[Intro]
(Brwn on the beat)
(L-Levitate)

[Verse 1: Hi-C]
Walk inside the party off the drugs, bitch, I'm out my mind
Hi-C got the juice, hell yeah, bitch, I'm so divine
Pulled up in a Benz, told her friends they can get inside
Baby sniff the molly off my wrist, partying all night
Baby say she wanna be my wife, wanna be my bride
Fucking niggas' hoes from the back, tryna break her spine
Selling OG gas, light green just like Kryptonite
Cost to be the boss, hell yeah, I can pay the price
I'ma pop a bean just to fuck her like a demon
Every year my year, every season is my season
Said he fucked my ho but these bitches got no meaning
Fucked his lil' bitch, now I guess we even-stevens

[Chorus: Hi-C]
Bad yellow bitch just like Hannah Montana (Like Hannah Montana)
Hell yeah, bitch, I got the juice like Tropicana (Juice like Tropicana)
Pull up drop top, I was sipping dirty Fanta (Sipping dirty Fanta)
Hanging out the roof with that Louis V bandana (With that Louis V bandana)
Nigga, sit down, hell nah, I can't stand ya (Hell nah, I can't stand ya)
Run up on me wrong, I'ma have my partner blam ya
Baby got a question and she say that I'm the answer (And she say that I'm the answer)
When I hit the scene all these bitches go bananas (All these bitches go bananas)