Bang Out Lyrics - Tyga

Hold up, money talk so you know what? 

Ain't nothing to talk about, you ain't got enough cuz 

Rock star drugs break a bitch heart, no love 

Emma Watts, Charlie Sheen, fuckin with no scrub 

Niggas want connects, got no plugs 

Nigga say they high, got no buzz 

Popsicle niggas wanna talk shit then say you froze up 

Young niggas wanna pop pills, just po up 

Went on a bang, Went on a bang 

Bitches came for me and my nigga eazy 

Threw that bitch out, got that ho one way 

Said she tryna stay, told that bitch no way 

That's a preme nigga, B ripper, grim reaper 

I don't get mad bitch, I just get even 

T-Raw magician, I don't gotta trick or treat it 

That Ferrari California make a bitch a believer 

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Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out 

See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out 

Make it rain even when it's rained out 

Turn up, bang out 

Bang out, bang out 

Turn up, b-bang out 

Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out 

See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out 

Met a bitch last night, won't believe it 

Fuck her so hard, bitch probably stopped breathing 

Killed the pussy, in the hotel screamin 

Knock knock, going in like the housekeeper 

The room, keep it 

I fucked now I don't need it 

T-Raw semen splattered on a bitch beaver 

Pipe dreamin, fuckin with a real baller 

The bitch is a bitch so I'm gon call er 

Then they act up, call the backup 

Don't matter, as if she ever mattered 

Bitch shut up, throw it up, I throw the set up 

Tell her sit up, got her face down, bitch don't put yo head up 

Yea, bitin on er ear 

Got a old bitch, pussy like souvenir 

I hop up in it, nigga I ain't never scared 

Closet full of straps and the condom right here 

What I got? 

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Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out 

See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out 

Make it rain even when it's rained out 

Turn up, bang out 

Bang out, bang out 

Turn up, b-bang out 

Million dollars' worth of cars, all paid out 

See you niggas hatin, had to pull my chains out 

Beef on the street, to the beach I be rollin 

Never see me strollin, 40's I be holdin 

Girls in the daisies, drive easy crazy 

Rolled up my windows as I turned on my AC 

Rollin down Crenshaw, see the hoes jockin 

Sunday nights poppin, see the foes hoppin 

My stereo's bumpin that ATL funk 

You can call it what you want 

Either way the shit bump 

I'm a evil motherfucker ready to tear shit up 

I'mma put these things on you and never let up 

See my mama, she was home when I was born 

Bet a nigga like to eat shit than never been born 

But I ain't going out unless 30 niggas die 

I'm dyin anyway so I'm thinkin suicide 

Shut the fuck up nigga cuz you ain't seen shit 

I'm bout to take this blade and straight up rip 

A bitch is a bitch 

So if I'm poor or rich 

I talk in the exact same pitch 

Now the title of bitch don't apply to all women 

But all women have a little bitch in em