STOP PLAYIN WIT MAH BANDZ

[Intro]
*Wake up F1LTHY*
Whaa
Yeah
Get bands
Whaa yeah
Tell that bitch to run and get the bands
*I'm working on dying*

[Chorus]
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Ice dripping from the muhfuckin stripper pole
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Ice dripping from the muhfuckin stripper pole
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho

[Verse]
Uhh, god damn I got bands though
Woah, told her don't play your bands, ho
Woah, you call my phone, that's a drug move
Woah, you call my phone, that's a plug move (plug!)
Yeah, now I'm back in the cut bitch
Yeah, counting money cause I'm hood rich
Yeah, still sliding in caprice stains
22 inch rims let her tote things
And my beep
Yeah, and my beeper go brrrang brrrang
No Lil B shit, no barang barang (still my nigga though)
I still whip your ass like I'm pootie tang
In the hood, in the hood, counting thirty things (count up 30 30)

[Breakdown]
Counting guap bitch
How you do it leannn?
You so hood rich
Got a nice wrist
Got an iced wrist
And my bitch might be with the ISIS, Talibana

[Chorus]
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Ice dripping from the muhfuckin stripper pole
Woah, stop playin with my bands ho
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho
Ice dripping from the muhfuckin stripper pole
Woah, stop playin with my bands, ho

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