letra de raining bandz - a-dot taylor
[intro: a-dot taylor]
get it get it get it
yeah, i like that right there (haha)
get it get it get it
we gone blow some bands in this b-tch!
[chorus: timi kursha & (a-dot taylor)]
it’s raining bands. (clap) hallelujah (clap) it’s raining bands (clap), amen (clap)
it’s raining bands. (clap) hallelujah (clap) it’s raining bands (clap), amen (clap) (repeat 2x)
(i love it when she climbs the pole, to the top and she drop it. she drops it)
(i throw a couple ones in the air, she bends it over and drop it. then pop it)
[verse one: a-dot taylor]
that ass fat and them thighs thick (woo), her stature about 5’6 (yea)
she got a mean walk with nice switch, she k!lling dog no mikе vic
she threw it back and i caught it (i did), that private dancе i bought it (i did)
if she keep throwing that ass like that i’m a bankrupt my wallet (whoa)
no christopher wallace but i’m trying to do it b.i.g (okay)
in the v.i.p with a p.y.t if the head right i need to see i.d (i do) with the red light she give me tlc (she do)
she gon work this d-ck i need p.p.e (yeeaahh) then i murdered it that’s a r.i.p
naughty by nature i got that o.p.p (whoa)
like omg, i’m blowing bands like the trumpet line (okay)
girl strip it down i ain’t wasting time i’m all hands like a pantomime
what’s in them jeans got me so anxious i’m feeling like ginuwine (yea)
that ass chewing (yea) that thong up (yea) like it’s dinnertime (yea)
she k!lling broads (yea) no genocide (woooo)
[chorus: timi kursha & (a-dot taylor)]
it’s raining bands. (clap) hallelujah (clap) it’s raining bands (clap), amen (clap)
it’s raining bands. (clap) hallelujah (clap) it’s raining bands (clap), amen (clap) (repeat 2x)
(i love it when she climbs the pole, to the top and she drop it. she drops it)
(i throw a couple ones in the air, she bends it over and drop it. then pop it)
[verse two: a-dot taylor]
i got more bands than rock fest (i do), i throw it up it’s a mosh pit
she got a monster ass no loch ness, she work it harder than cross-fit
she do it all for the profit, so we stay breaking our pockets
she climb to the top of that pole spend it round then she drop it
we make it rain like the tropic, got that booty doing the money dance
she got a face from the islands but her booty straight from the mother land
i gotta titty in my right palm and couple bands in my other hand
for this capital she gotta bangkok, no pun intended to thailand
i’m from that water city no dry land so i was bread to get my paper up
i’m throwing all of this money fast i might f-ck around and get paper cuts
tell that young hoe to come rake it up like gotti said no yard work
she stay on her knees praising me, she keeps god first
[chorus: timi kursha & (a-dot taylor)]
it’s raining bands. (clap) hallelujah (clap) it’s raining bands (clap), amen (clap)
it’s raining bands. (clap) hallelujah (clap) it’s raining bands (clap), amen (clap) (repeat 2x)
(i love it when she climbs the pole, to the top and she drop it. she drops it)
(i throw a couple ones in the air, she bends it over and drop it. then pop it)
[outro: a-dot taylor]
i love it when she climbs the pole, to the top and she drop it. she drops it
i throw a couple ones in the air, she bends it over and drops it. then pops it
clap (clap) clap (clap) clap (clap) clap (clap) repeat 4x
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