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Ron-Ron The Producer - Bands Out Lyrics



Ron-Ron The Producer - Bands Out Lyrics
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I remember when I used to wear the same clothes
I stayed down, kept it real, why they hate for
Probably cause I got these hunnids in my bankroll probably cause I'm getting money and you ain't though
Niggas talking like they know me but we ain't bros
If a nigga play with me then it's a case close
I can tell you how it feel, to need a hand out
So every time I'm in the club I bring them bands out
I can't fake it like these niggas so I stand out
Got a problem with me show me what your hands about
Let a nigga whoop me, I ain't playing fair I'ma take a nigga life you wanna take it there
I just f*cked this nigga hoe she playing in my hair
You your homies in a circle cause y'all f*cking squares
You ain't gotta keep it real baby keep it player
And all that drama you got going keep it over there
Graduated to a Glock from a switchblade don't want relation to these niggas cause they
Bitch made I'ma put a hoe in training like a sensei
How she got a problem with me when the rent's paid
I remember when I used to wear the same clothes I stayed down kept it real, why they hate
For probably cause I got these hunnids in my bank
Row probably cause I'm getting money and you ain't
Though Niggas talking like they know me but we ain't
Bros If a nigga play with me then it's a case close
I can tell you how it feel, to need a hand out
So every time I'm in the club I bring them bands out
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I remember when I used to wear the same clothes
I stayed down, kept it real, why they hate for
Probably cause I got these hunnids in my bankroll probably cause I'm getting money and you ain't though
Niggas talking like they know me but we ain't bros
If a nigga play with me then it's a case close
I can tell you how it feel, to need a hand out
So every time I'm in the club I bring them bands out
I can't fake it like these niggas so I stand out
Got a problem with me show me what your hands about
Let a nigga whoop me, I ain't playing fair I'ma take a nigga life you wanna take it there
I just f*cked this nigga hoe she playing in my hair
You your homies in a circle cause y'all f*cking squares
You ain't gotta keep it real baby keep it player
And all that drama you got going keep it over there
Graduated to a Glock from a switchblade don't want relation to these niggas cause they
Bitch made I'ma put a hoe in training like a sensei
How she got a problem with me when the rent's paid
I remember when I used to wear the same clothes I stayed down kept it real, why they hate
For probably cause I got these hunnids in my bank
Row probably cause I'm getting money and you ain't
Though Niggas talking like they know me but we ain't
Bros If a nigga play with me then it's a case close
I can tell you how it feel, to need a hand out
So every time I'm in the club I bring them bands out
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Writer: BREYSHON JOHNSON, FENIX RYPINSKI, LARON ROBINSON
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