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Bands Video (MV)




Performed By: E-40
Language: English
Length: 2:38
Written by: Earl Stevens




E-40 - Bands Lyrics
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I was born at night, but not last night (last night)
Play with me and I'll take flight (take flight)
Bust champagne bottles like an airstrike (airstrike)
We can shoot it out or we can fidnight (fidnight)
Pockets hella deep like the Pacific Ocean
Burnin' Vogue meat in a Falcon, yolkin'
Balenci's on my feet, blowin' exotic, smokin'
I know hella farmers in the mountains growin'
Ladies like the way I play the field (field)
They love my personality, I'm real (real)
Suckers gon' always be hella mad at me (mad)
'Cause I'm all about the mighty dollar bill (bill)
My medallion got more colors than a scarlet (scarlet)
Drippin' on these suckers like a faucet (faucet)
I don't only talk it, man, I walk it (walk it)
Got everything for sale, corner the market (market)
I'll never fold, I'ma stick to the code
I'm not an affidavit, bootch, I ain't never told (told)
Honey right there hella beautiful and bold
She'll bust it open like a field goal pole (pole)
I'm not a captain, I don't wear a cape (wear a cape)
Patna got a "F" on his chest for fake (fake)
I got gigs like a drum major (drum major)
Keep a stick in my hand, I got bands (bands)

Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands

In the lab with the homies, everybody rockin' ice (emeralds)
Everybody thump it up, in the back, shootin' dice (extendos)
We got hella liquor in the freezer on ice (chillin')
Hella bad bitches, thick like red beans and rice (reelin')
Higher than a kite, than a military drone (floating)
Smokin' hella loud, settin' off the fire alarm (smoke)
Everybody up and we ain't comin' down (stack)
Players 'bout that verb, not a predicate or noun (action)
I'ma play fair unless a hater take it there (finished)
Put him on the chopping block, put some change on his hair (diminished)
Everybody goin' live, everybody on the 'Gram (social)
Super high sidin', players flexin' hella bands (pesos)

Bands, bands, bands, bands
Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Bands, bands, bands, bands

Bands, bands
Bands, bands
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I was born at night, but not last night (last night)
Play with me and I'll take flight (take flight)
Bust champagne bottles like an airstrike (airstrike)
We can shoot it out or we can fidnight (fidnight)
Pockets hella deep like the Pacific Ocean
Burnin' Vogue meat in a Falcon, yolkin'
Balenci's on my feet, blowin' exotic, smokin'
I know hella farmers in the mountains growin'
Ladies like the way I play the field (field)
They love my personality, I'm real (real)
Suckers gon' always be hella mad at me (mad)
'Cause I'm all about the mighty dollar bill (bill)
My medallion got more colors than a scarlet (scarlet)
Drippin' on these suckers like a faucet (faucet)
I don't only talk it, man, I walk it (walk it)
Got everything for sale, corner the market (market)
I'll never fold, I'ma stick to the code
I'm not an affidavit, bootch, I ain't never told (told)
Honey right there hella beautiful and bold
She'll bust it open like a field goal pole (pole)
I'm not a captain, I don't wear a cape (wear a cape)
Patna got a "F" on his chest for fake (fake)
I got gigs like a drum major (drum major)
Keep a stick in my hand, I got bands (bands)

Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands

In the lab with the homies, everybody rockin' ice (emeralds)
Everybody thump it up, in the back, shootin' dice (extendos)
We got hella liquor in the freezer on ice (chillin')
Hella bad bitches, thick like red beans and rice (reelin')
Higher than a kite, than a military drone (floating)
Smokin' hella loud, settin' off the fire alarm (smoke)
Everybody up and we ain't comin' down (stack)
Players 'bout that verb, not a predicate or noun (action)
I'ma play fair unless a hater take it there (finished)
Put him on the chopping block, put some change on his hair (diminished)
Everybody goin' live, everybody on the 'Gram (social)
Super high sidin', players flexin' hella bands (pesos)

Bands, bands, bands, bands
Bands, bands, bands, bands (bands)
Bands, bands, bands, bands
Bands, bands, bands, bands

Bands, bands
Bands, bands
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Writer: Earl Stevens
Copyright: Lyrics © JN MEDIA MUSIC PUBLISHING

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