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Freddie Gibbs - Bandana Lyrics
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[ Featuring Assassin ]

Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherf*cker, I'm with it, uh
Motherf*cker, I'm with it, uh
Nigga, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Man some)
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Imagine now)
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Every 'dana)
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Is bandana, bandana)

Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Kickin' off the powder, kickin' off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ask my wifey out 'cause she a rider
Born a pebble, left the hospital, I was a whole brick
Passed the package off to Diego, he moved the whole shit
You can't claim no gang in my hood if you ain't had known it
F*ck the local police, my nigga, they can't control this
Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon
My Brooklyn bitch drove in kilos from New York to Atlanta
Everyone was 98 Foxy, I turn you white like venom
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream
Cleaner than your Gardi white jeans, my brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana

(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
(Uh, bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
(Bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down

Yeah, batty boy with the bloodclaat
I be on the Vice Lord, 4 Crip and Blood Blovk
Catch him while he comin' from work and go take the judge out
Richest nigga in the prison, million dollar mugshot (Mugshot)
Buckshot, buckin' out my 12 gauge
You can't kill what's already dead, boy, look what hell made
Never let them crackers refer to me by a slave name
Black Caesar, Young Gangsta G, I make the game change
Uh, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
Hard still sellin' so the crack glass matter
Ghetto beamin' up the Scotty through the car ante-nae
Give a nigga 30 years for the cell phone chatter
If you kill another nigga, you might get manslaughter
If you watch, you gon' get life and murder, won't beat the charges
Do it right, it ain't no witness, ain't no weapon, ain't no evidence
Wipin' off the motherf*ckin' fingerprints with my bandana

(Ay, bandana, bandana)
Said, I be wipin' off the motherf*ckin' fingerprints
With my bandana
(Ay, bandana, bandana)
And I be wipin' off the motherf*ckin' fingerprints
With my bandana, yeah

Ay, bandana, bandana, bad manner, bad manner
Me no care 'bout no other, yeah
Bandana, they watchin' out, they singin' out
I say, the system got you living in a free man's cell
Original yardie so a weed man sell
We no care if him farm I see
No, I am no dealer, I'm a pharmacy
That medical marijuana, get it if you wanna
But try to start no drama 'less you wanna be a gonner
Banana, clip if run up on my corner
You end up at the coroner with severe head trauma
'Memba the yama cause the lama nah guh stamma'
Full stop ya breathe, I coulda comma, remember I'ma
Real gal is razor sharp like a katana
So you know what we after the way I smash ya baby mama, uh huh
Material girl like Madonna, what she wouldn't do
Dolce & Gabana, yes she love the baller ting
With me and Maradona, seh she want me blindfold her with mi bandana
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Mmm, I'm with it, uh
Motherf*cker, I'm with it, uh
Motherf*cker, I'm with it, uh
Nigga, and I ain't bullshittin', yeah
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Man some)
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Imagine now)
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Every 'dana)
I'm in the game, f*ckin' with the 'caine (Is bandana, bandana)

Draped in all designer, draped in all designer
Kickin' off the powder, kickin' off the powder
Stuffed a half a birdie up in a piñata
And I had to ask my wifey out 'cause she a rider
Born a pebble, left the hospital, I was a whole brick
Passed the package off to Diego, he moved the whole shit
You can't claim no gang in my hood if you ain't had known it
F*ck the local police, my nigga, they can't control this
Yeah, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
I give a hater a handicap with this hand cannon
My Brooklyn bitch drove in kilos from New York to Atlanta
Everyone was 98 Foxy, I turn you white like venom
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
Pushing faders like Mike Dean, whippin' that light cream
Cleaner than your Gardi white jeans, my brand new hammer
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana

(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana)
Once I used it, it was dirty like the blood stain on my bandana
(Bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
(Uh, bandana, bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down
(Bandana)
Geekers buyin' vowels, I was mixin' down

Yeah, batty boy with the bloodclaat
I be on the Vice Lord, 4 Crip and Blood Blovk
Catch him while he comin' from work and go take the judge out
Richest nigga in the prison, million dollar mugshot (Mugshot)
Buckshot, buckin' out my 12 gauge
You can't kill what's already dead, boy, look what hell made
Never let them crackers refer to me by a slave name
Black Caesar, Young Gangsta G, I make the game change
Uh, I throw my set up, fly my bandana
Hard still sellin' so the crack glass matter
Ghetto beamin' up the Scotty through the car ante-nae
Give a nigga 30 years for the cell phone chatter
If you kill another nigga, you might get manslaughter
If you watch, you gon' get life and murder, won't beat the charges
Do it right, it ain't no witness, ain't no weapon, ain't no evidence
Wipin' off the motherf*ckin' fingerprints with my bandana

(Ay, bandana, bandana)
Said, I be wipin' off the motherf*ckin' fingerprints
With my bandana
(Ay, bandana, bandana)
And I be wipin' off the motherf*ckin' fingerprints
With my bandana, yeah

Ay, bandana, bandana, bad manner, bad manner
Me no care 'bout no other, yeah
Bandana, they watchin' out, they singin' out
I say, the system got you living in a free man's cell
Original yardie so a weed man sell
We no care if him farm I see
No, I am no dealer, I'm a pharmacy
That medical marijuana, get it if you wanna
But try to start no drama 'less you wanna be a gonner
Banana, clip if run up on my corner
You end up at the coroner with severe head trauma
'Memba the yama cause the lama nah guh stamma'
Full stop ya breathe, I coulda comma, remember I'ma
Real gal is razor sharp like a katana
So you know what we after the way I smash ya baby mama, uh huh
Material girl like Madonna, what she wouldn't do
Dolce & Gabana, yes she love the baller ting
With me and Maradona, seh she want me blindfold her with mi bandana
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Writer: Jeffrey Ethan Campbell, UNKNOWN WRITER, FREDRICK TIPTON, OTIS LEE JR JACKSON
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