Listen to Bang Bang Pow Pow (feat. Lil Wayne) by T-Pain

Bang Bang Pow Pow (feat. Lil Wayne)

T-Pain

Hip-Hop/Rap

Music Video

Bang Bang Pow Pow
Watch {trackName} music video by {artistName}

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Wayne
Lil Wayne
Vocals
T-Pain
T-Pain
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.
Songwriter
Tyler Williams
Tyler Williams
Songwriter
Faheem Najm
Faheem Najm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
T-Minus
T-Minus
Producer
Brandon Jones
Brandon Jones
Assistant Engineer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Ghazi Hourani
Ghazi Hourani
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer
Javier Merino Valverde
Javier Merino Valverde
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

Ohh Na Na Na Ohh, Ohh Ohh Na Na Na Ohh My money right, my money money, My bread good (good, good) Shawty fuckin', wassup girl? That head good? Ohh Bang Bang Pow Pow I do my thang thang Look at me now now My money right, my money money cash up Up up and away, face down, face down, ass up I rep my town town, that's where I'm from from So nigga pow pow, bum bum Money to blow, I'm limpin' off tour Boatloads of cash, bitch I'm overboard I got money for these whores if you open up the door Company accounts and they're all of one accord Real talk, I don't speak, even if it's "hi haters" I'm on top and I done locked the elevator All these bitches say I'm fly and I can never touch the ground I'm not tryin' to be in your circle cause I don't fuck around I get that money, that money (money) I live it, I want it Drop the top on that Ferrari Now I'm in California I let the hard top down and the wind blow through All I do is win, what the fuck you gonna do? I'm good, good, good and I do this for my hood, hood, hood Yeah, and ain't nobody gonna stop me. I'm doing it right now. So bang bang pow pow, everybody say My money right, my money money, My bread good (good, good) Shawty fuckin', wassup girl? That head good? Ohh Bang Bang Pow Pow I do my thang thang Look at me now now My money right, my money money cash up Up up and away, face down, face down, ass up I rep my town town, that's where I'm from from So nigga pow pow, bum bum I go so hard, they call me, "Go so hard" You ain't a king; you a joker card Fuckin' up the church money like an alter boy I got them yellow Xanies, that's them Tonka Toys I go bonkers boy. I put that on my momma an' 'em The hoes are all alike. They put the "ho" in "homonym" I think all these niggas sound like me. That's a compliment. I told a midget, "Bitch, I do it big. Hippopotamus." Put that on my slime an' 'em. No B-ball. We stop and pop. No B-ball. We got shit locked. Swagga ill, what's up doc? Make that pussy pop like the gun I went to jail for Shoot the doors off that jeep, that bitch look like a mail truck You pussy! Keep your tail tucked Real niggas in this bitch Get that pussy wet, fuck her than I jet Kenny Smith T-pain voice, all I do is win and shit Young money in your motherfuckin' face: Blemishes My money right, my money money, My bread good (good, good) Shawty fuckin', wassup girl? That head good? Ohh Bang Bang Pow Pow I do my thang thang Look at me now now My money right, my money money cash up Up up and away, face down, face down, ass up I rep my town town, that's where I'm from from So nigga pow pow, bum bum
Writer(s): Faheem Rasheed Najm, Dwayne Carter, Tyler Matthew Carl Williams, Noel C. Fisher, Jermaine Anthony Preyan Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
instagramSharePathic_arrow_out