Bang G-Eazy & Tyga
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[Chorus: Tyga]
Ayy, I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game
I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang
[Verse 1: G-Eazy]
Why so serious? I'm never fuckin' around
These pigeons dead stock, they never touchin' the ground
Plane Jane Patek I'm never bustin' it down
Flagrant as fuck, I'm never toning it down (Yeah)
Oh, you big mad?
Why you chasin' a chick that I been had?
Took your dream girl down, yeah, I did that
Got some pop-star bodies, been hit that, yeah
Believe me, my belt got notches
Safe full of diamonds, a couple nice watches
Made some mistakes and they think they could stop us
But Tiger plays golf and the whole world watches (Yee)
[Chorus: Tyga & G-Eazy]
Ayy, I'm a balla, baby, he ain't got no game (Winners win)
I'm a big dog, baby, rock big chains
And I need a super freak like Rick James
Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang
Make that shit bang, bang, bang, bang, bang
Pop that ass for me, baby, make that shit bang
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