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Bands Video (MV)




Performed By: Chris Hooks
Language: English
Length: 2:37
Written by: Chris Hooks




Chris Hooks - Bands Lyrics
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She a ride or die, I get in the whip, and then I ghost ride
Get your girl, but then I might want her friend, nigga they both mine
Hit her line, and she don't answer the phone, because she on mine
Booty up, I got her face to the floor, she at the goal line
She know that I'm all good in the hood, don't need a cosign
She bouncing like she Kangaroo Jack, got me like oh my
The way that shorty gon throw it back, it's like it's 09
Call me Stunna 4 Vegas, cause ima hit that hoe, four times
Call me Stunna 4 Vegas, cause ima hit that hoe, four times
One out of ten, girl you a ten, four times
She make a viddy dancing to me, and post it online
I mind the business the pays me, I pay them no mind cause
I can make you, make you dance to this
I can, I can make you, make you dance to this
I can have you twerking on a handstand to this
I'ma, i'ma have to throw some bands to this
Say, wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Say, wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Not Thursday but she throw back
I love the way she throw that
She twerking like she's Megan
I'm dancing like I'm Kodak
These other niggas, so wack
I'm stepping on em', doormat
Said can he get his hoe back
Said can I get my flow back
I got her four pockets full, cause that's my lil baby
She threw it back too far, I had to call a safety
Her lotus flower the bomb, but I'm gon call her daisy
She gon think I'm with Jay Wavy, she know we go crazy
She said hold on wait a minute, turn the music down
Her boyfriend thought she left at eight, he walk in the house
She said really hold on wait, please don't make a sound
I turned the music up, like Cory, boy, we in the house
Yeah, got me in the house, like corona virus
I got 2 girls, that look alike, I call them Miley Cyrus
Dawg, my drip is freezing cold, so I don't need a stylist
Catch me singing to yo hoe, like I'm YK Osiris
Done with the laptop, that's how I put the mac down
If she wanna act up, I put her back down
Her ex niggas, green screens, they in background
And they can't try to school me, cause I'm a class clown
I can make you, make you dance to this
I can, I can make you, make you dance to this
I can have you twerking on a handstand to this
I'ma, i'ma have to throw some bands to this
Say, wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Say, wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Say, wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Say, wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop, wobing, wobing nigga
Wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop, wobing, wobing nigga
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English

She a ride or die, I get in the whip, and then I ghost ride
Get your girl, but then I might want her friend, nigga they both mine
Hit her line, and she don't answer the phone, because she on mine
Booty up, I got her face to the floor, she at the goal line
She know that I'm all good in the hood, don't need a cosign
She bouncing like she Kangaroo Jack, got me like oh my
The way that shorty gon throw it back, it's like it's 09
Call me Stunna 4 Vegas, cause ima hit that hoe, four times
Call me Stunna 4 Vegas, cause ima hit that hoe, four times
One out of ten, girl you a ten, four times
She make a viddy dancing to me, and post it online
I mind the business the pays me, I pay them no mind cause
I can make you, make you dance to this
I can, I can make you, make you dance to this
I can have you twerking on a handstand to this
I'ma, i'ma have to throw some bands to this
Say, wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Say, wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Not Thursday but she throw back
I love the way she throw that
She twerking like she's Megan
I'm dancing like I'm Kodak
These other niggas, so wack
I'm stepping on em', doormat
Said can he get his hoe back
Said can I get my flow back
I got her four pockets full, cause that's my lil baby
She threw it back too far, I had to call a safety
Her lotus flower the bomb, but I'm gon call her daisy
She gon think I'm with Jay Wavy, she know we go crazy
She said hold on wait a minute, turn the music down
Her boyfriend thought she left at eight, he walk in the house
She said really hold on wait, please don't make a sound
I turned the music up, like Cory, boy, we in the house
Yeah, got me in the house, like corona virus
I got 2 girls, that look alike, I call them Miley Cyrus
Dawg, my drip is freezing cold, so I don't need a stylist
Catch me singing to yo hoe, like I'm YK Osiris
Done with the laptop, that's how I put the mac down
If she wanna act up, I put her back down
Her ex niggas, green screens, they in background
And they can't try to school me, cause I'm a class clown
I can make you, make you dance to this
I can, I can make you, make you dance to this
I can have you twerking on a handstand to this
I'ma, i'ma have to throw some bands to this
Say, wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Say, wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop-wobing-wobing
Say, wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Wop-wop, ah-wop, ah-wop, wop, ah-wop
Say, wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop, wobing, wobing nigga
Wobble-dee-wobble-dee-wop, wobing, wobing nigga
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