There are multiple artists with the name Bang.
1. Bang is an America… Read Full Bio ↴There are multiple artists with the name Bang.
1. Bang is an American heavy metal band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania formed in 1969. They released their self-titled debut in 1972 with two albums that followed, but broke up in 1974. They reunited in the 90's, with their comeback album Return to Zero being released in 1999.
2. Greek dance pop duo Bang (Paul Stevens, vocals and guitar, and Billy Adams, keyboards) scored a couple of minor singles chart entries with "You're the One" in 1989 (UK #74) and "Holding My Heart" in 1990 (US #93), both featured on the 1990 album Clockwise. The duo worked with notable genre producers Shep Pettibone and François Kevorkian.
3. American rapper from Chicago.
1. Bang is an America… Read Full Bio ↴There are multiple artists with the name Bang.
1. Bang is an American heavy metal band from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania formed in 1969. They released their self-titled debut in 1972 with two albums that followed, but broke up in 1974. They reunited in the 90's, with their comeback album Return to Zero being released in 1999.
2. Greek dance pop duo Bang (Paul Stevens, vocals and guitar, and Billy Adams, keyboards) scored a couple of minor singles chart entries with "You're the One" in 1989 (UK #74) and "Holding My Heart" in 1990 (US #93), both featured on the 1990 album Clockwise. The duo worked with notable genre producers Shep Pettibone and François Kevorkian.
3. American rapper from Chicago.
Its Not Over
Bang Lyrics
I ain't trippin' 'bout no bitch
I tell her to know her place or she gotta go
Is what it is
I got a hundred thousand dollars on my wrist (my wrist)
I dropped ten thousand dollars on a fit (on a fit)
A couple million in the bank, I'm the shit (huh)
I got hoes takin' turns on my dick (ooh, shit)
She thinkin' I'm lovin' on her, I'm just lovin' on her throat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't trip up off no bitch, I did that shit back on my ghost
I make sure she know her place (yeah) and if she don't, she gotta go (yeah)
She gotta keep it on the low, I'm goin' ghost behind a post
I'm too rich, no, I can't stress about a bitch (oh-oh)
Don't miss my ex, go tell that bitch to suck my dick, yeah (oh-oh)
I changed her life, she just was livin' off the WIC, yeah
She on the blogs, I got to keep her out my mix (yes, so?)
I'm fuckin' and you fuckin' too, I say, so?
A ho gon' be a ho, just not my ho
I'm fuckin' and you fuckin' too, I say, so? (Hmm)
A ho gon' be a ho, just not my ho (yessir)
Can't put my feelin's in this bitch, I just smash her (huh)
Take her home and I hit her with that dagger (woo)
She want my dawg, fuckin' right, I'ma pass her (uh-huh)
Can't trust a ho, I don't put shit past her
Who you callin' a ho? You know you miss me
Dumbass
(Bboy drippin' that sauce)
Huh (hmm), I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you, kill a witness for you (okay, 'kay)
Huh, huh, I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you (yeah), get them digits for you (okay, 'kay)
Hmm, hmm (yeah), I got feelings for you (okay)
I got feelings for you (uh-huh), I got feelings for you (oh, yeah)
Hmm, yeah, I got feelings for you (ooh)
I got feelings for you, I got feelings for you (okay, yeah), hmm, hmm
Got to keep your friends up out our business
I think I love you but I still keep it pimpin'
I keep my pole when I roll like I'm fishin'
I got some bros and they still in the trenches, huh
How your coochie comin'? (Huh?), bounce like Easter bunny (huh?)
I'm gon' keep you runnin' (okay), hmm
Fuck that Netflix
I say, "Baby" (bih), "Come get your bed wet"
Kill the pussy, hmm (brr)
I say, "White chalk" (uh)
I'm a street nigga (street), not the sidewalk (woah, woah)
Woah, I say woah (woah)
Slow your roll, tryin' cuff me like them white folks (ooh)
Huh (hmm), I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you, kill a witness for you (okay, 'kay)
Huh, huh, I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you (yeah), get them digits for you (okay, 'kay)
Hmm, hmm (yeah), I got feelings for you (okay)
I got feelings for you (uh-huh), I got feelings for you (oh, yeah)
Hmm, yeah, I got feelings for you (ooh)
I got feelings for you, I got feelings for you (okay, yeah)
Fredo, can you take me shoppin'?
I wanna go to my favorite stores, you know
Oh, yeah
Givenchy, Balenciaga
Amiri
Oh, yeah
Dior
Oh, yeah
I tell her to know her place or she gotta go
Is what it is
I got a hundred thousand dollars on my wrist (my wrist)
I dropped ten thousand dollars on a fit (on a fit)
A couple million in the bank, I'm the shit (huh)
I got hoes takin' turns on my dick (ooh, shit)
She thinkin' I'm lovin' on her, I'm just lovin' on her throat (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I can't trip up off no bitch, I did that shit back on my ghost
She gotta keep it on the low, I'm goin' ghost behind a post
I'm too rich, no, I can't stress about a bitch (oh-oh)
Don't miss my ex, go tell that bitch to suck my dick, yeah (oh-oh)
I changed her life, she just was livin' off the WIC, yeah
She on the blogs, I got to keep her out my mix (yes, so?)
I'm fuckin' and you fuckin' too, I say, so?
A ho gon' be a ho, just not my ho
I'm fuckin' and you fuckin' too, I say, so? (Hmm)
A ho gon' be a ho, just not my ho (yessir)
Can't put my feelin's in this bitch, I just smash her (huh)
Take her home and I hit her with that dagger (woo)
She want my dawg, fuckin' right, I'ma pass her (uh-huh)
Can't trust a ho, I don't put shit past her
Who you callin' a ho? You know you miss me
Dumbass
(Bboy drippin' that sauce)
Huh (hmm), I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you, kill a witness for you (okay, 'kay)
Huh, huh, I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you (yeah), get them digits for you (okay, 'kay)
Hmm, hmm (yeah), I got feelings for you (okay)
I got feelings for you (uh-huh), I got feelings for you (oh, yeah)
Hmm, yeah, I got feelings for you (ooh)
I got feelings for you, I got feelings for you (okay, yeah), hmm, hmm
Got to keep your friends up out our business
I think I love you but I still keep it pimpin'
I keep my pole when I roll like I'm fishin'
I got some bros and they still in the trenches, huh
How your coochie comin'? (Huh?), bounce like Easter bunny (huh?)
I'm gon' keep you runnin' (okay), hmm
Fuck that Netflix
I say, "Baby" (bih), "Come get your bed wet"
Kill the pussy, hmm (brr)
I say, "White chalk" (uh)
I'm a street nigga (street), not the sidewalk (woah, woah)
Woah, I say woah (woah)
Slow your roll, tryin' cuff me like them white folks (ooh)
Huh (hmm), I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you, kill a witness for you (okay, 'kay)
Huh, huh, I got feelings for you
'Bout my business for you (yeah), get them digits for you (okay, 'kay)
Hmm, hmm (yeah), I got feelings for you (okay)
I got feelings for you (uh-huh), I got feelings for you (oh, yeah)
Hmm, yeah, I got feelings for you (ooh)
I got feelings for you, I got feelings for you (okay, yeah)
Fredo, can you take me shoppin'?
I wanna go to my favorite stores, you know
Oh, yeah
Givenchy, Balenciaga
Amiri
Oh, yeah
Dior
Oh, yeah
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: Almer Ament, Brian Lamar Stewart Jr., Frederick Givens II, Hidde Ament, Ruben Luntugan, Victor Ferreira
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Une magnifique découverte au Darius ... Des musiciens grandioses, une voix puissante pour Robyn avec une générosité d'âme extraordinaire. Merci ❤🙏
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