Bobby Brackins - 808 Bang Lyrics (Feat. Robby Blackwell)

Bobby Brackins – 808 Bang Lyrics (Feat. Robby Blackwell)

F*ck with me, baby, I’ll make you stay out of my turn
Don’t need to do logic ‘cause I’ll be making you cry
All on my neck, girl, I’ll be making you scream
Straight out, ain’t no problem, I ain’t always there

Can’t help that I’m all finesse for years
We gonna have us some long ways
My lovely, I hit you once then I’m all done
When women know I’m up and fresh they all come
Believe me, banging shit is easy, liking it, breezy
I’m taking it breezy, I got flows like I bet I’ll get the p**sy
Hating on me, nigga, I bet you a p**sy
Probably just mad ‘cause I’m claiming all the p**sy
All-star, text book, I don’t hear a rookie
Don’t get mad, nigga, do you want a cookie?
I know I’m hard to mess with, hard to overlook me

Swag out all in the hater’s face
She want me more ‘cause I made her wait
Real wet like I’m bathing, hey
I’m banging head like an 808

F*ck with me, baby, I’ll make you stay out of my turn
Don’t need to do logic ‘cause I’ll be making you cry
All on my neck, girl, I’ll be making you scream
Straight out, ain’t no problem, I ain’t always there

Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808

I’m living on gold, mad with the goons, look back on this road
Brought up and stoned, it’s always stuck here
Getting paper cuts from the shit that we folding
And I’m the next one, ain’t far away
Winning some wars, I ain’t far away
And lil’ momma, she know that I’m doing my thing
Saying my name out the 808 bang
Remember playing hot and cold, get it, I’ll max it raw
Remember sneaking up real late way after dark

Swag out all in the hater’s face
She want me more ‘cause I made her wait
Real wet like I’m bathing, hey
I’m banging head like an 808

F*ck with me, baby, I’ll make you stay out of my turn
Don’t need to do logic ‘cause I’ll be making you cry
All on my neck, girl, I’ll be making you scream
Straight out, ain’t no problem, I ain’t always there

Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808

Holding on some to song
Me and my niggas, we getting on
Girl, I’m horny, think of your dome
And we’re banging here on my song
Taking my eye, I love pretty big tits
I love pretty big tits
I love pretty big tits
I’m a pretty big thing

F*ck with me, baby, I’ll make you stay out of my turn
Don’t need to do logic ‘cause I’ll be making you cry
All on my neck, girl, I’ll be making you scream
Straight out, ain’t no problem, I ain’t always there

Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808
Feeling like an 808, like an 808
Like an 808, feeling like an 808

[Lyrics to 808 Bang by Bobby Brackins (Feat. Robby Blackwell)]