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letra de bands - aoc obama

[intro]
bands bands
bands bands (get it)
bands bands (get it)

[chorus]
get them bands my n-gga, just get them bands
get them bands my baby, just get them bands
chances make champions, baby come take a chance
don’t matter what you doing, just do it and get them bands
get them bands my n-gga, just get them bands (get it)
get them bands my baby, just get them bands (get it)
chances make champions, baby come take a chance (nope)
don’t matter what you doing, just do it and get them bands

[verse 1]
woke up this morning feeling h-lla good
grabbed my sack and my strap and my backwood
they love my energy, they wonder how a n-gga do it
i ain’t dead or in jail so a n-gga good
hit the corner store, grab me a black tea
five chains on, d-mn this n-gga icy
i got my rollie on, dare a n-gga to try me
if he don’t k!ll you he gon’ have you hooked to iv’s
my life a motion picture movie, i’m lil spike lee
pulled up with my white b-tch, they callin’ me ice t
throw all my chains on, modern day mr. t
last lil n-gga tried me, made a b-tch rest in peace
i’m a king in my hood, there’s n-ggas that still owe me
my n-gga steal from me, then he’s a dead homie
but on a positive note, i’m ’bout my bread homie
i’d rather you turn that thing then to turn the feds on me

[verse 2]
lil n-gga called me, told me hit him with some game
i told the n-gga grind the sack, stay out the way, stay in your lane
first get the big house, car then go get the chain
make sure your people straight before you hit the club and make it rain
but if everything good, man hit the club and do your thing
don’t let these haters tell you sh-t, you don’t owe them b-tches anything
n-ggas f-ckin’ up the game, fake belts and fake chains
giving hoes fake game, it’s bands over everything

- aoc obama

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