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Bada Bing Video (MV)




Performed By: Skilla Baby
Featuring: Gio
Language: English
Length: 2:46
Written by: Giovanni Rasheed




Skilla Baby - Bada Bing Lyrics
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[ Featuring Gio ]

Ayy, Will
Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi
I-I-I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winning team, everybody get a ring
Ha! Bada-boom, bada-bing
Pockets lookin' extra cheesy, my bitches know I'm extra sleazy
Come here, baby, do not tease, VVS neck on freezy
My pockets look like Phoebe, Molly in the water, yee-yee
Spend a nigga like a CD, none of my bitches need me
But they finished if they leave me, when a nigga make me mad
I'ma get to lookin' creepy, I'ma get to lookin' janky
I be tryna really spanky, my opps broke, I know they hate me
Can't believe them niggas breathin', that shit gon' drive me crazy
Ha! I just want some money, baby
Hit a nigga in his head, that's how I'm feelin' lately
Tryna take these niggas under, f*ck these niggas tryna take me
Tryna take these niggas under, f*ck these niggas tryna take me
Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi
I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winter team, everybody get a ring
Ha! Bada boom, bada bing
I might take her shawty, she just like to party
If I give her 40, she gon' get gnarly
Got bags up in my laundry, every dollar I'm countin
Sackin' it like it's mounts, I don't need a accounting
My drip like water fountain, who that nigga, he wildin
Gettin' up, no tryin', f*ck with me, lil' boy, you stylin
Know that when we drivin', we keep 40s when we ridin
Better start high when my niggas start slidin
On a paper chase, I'm just tryna get my strides in
I might strike a pose if I see the haters watchin
Hoes say I'm charmin', me broke, that's alarmin
They said money grow on trees, so I started farmin
Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
This bitch tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green feelin' like Luigi
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Ayy, Will
Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi
I-I-I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winning team, everybody get a ring
Ha! Bada-boom, bada-bing
Pockets lookin' extra cheesy, my bitches know I'm extra sleazy
Come here, baby, do not tease, VVS neck on freezy
My pockets look like Phoebe, Molly in the water, yee-yee
Spend a nigga like a CD, none of my bitches need me
But they finished if they leave me, when a nigga make me mad
I'ma get to lookin' creepy, I'ma get to lookin' janky
I be tryna really spanky, my opps broke, I know they hate me
Can't believe them niggas breathin', that shit gon' drive me crazy
Ha! I just want some money, baby
Hit a nigga in his head, that's how I'm feelin' lately
Tryna take these niggas under, f*ck these niggas tryna take me
Tryna take these niggas under, f*ck these niggas tryna take me
Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
These bitches tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green, feelin' like Luigi
I be fresh like Mr. Clean when I hit the scene
Keep a Glock with a beam, money tall, Yao Ming
Come and join the winter team, everybody get a ring
Ha! Bada boom, bada bing
I might take her shawty, she just like to party
If I give her 40, she gon' get gnarly
Got bags up in my laundry, every dollar I'm countin
Sackin' it like it's mounts, I don't need a accounting
My drip like water fountain, who that nigga, he wildin
Gettin' up, no tryin', f*ck with me, lil' boy, you stylin
Know that when we drivin', we keep 40s when we ridin
Better start high when my niggas start slidin
On a paper chase, I'm just tryna get my strides in
I might strike a pose if I see the haters watchin
Hoes say I'm charmin', me broke, that's alarmin
They said money grow on trees, so I started farmin
Gettin' a bag is easy, I got rich off sellin' the peasies
This bitch tryna eat me, cause my pockets always cheesy
They love me like I'm breezy, told my jeweler to freeze me
And I always keep that green feelin' like Luigi
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Writer: Giovanni Rasheed
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