Bada Bing
Jim Jones & Harry Fraud feat. French Montana
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Uh
Nah, bitch, I don't speak in French
Oui oui, ho
Facts
Every time I pull up with a ting
Fast cars, diamond rings
Bada boom, bada bing
My youngin make the chopper sing
My youngin make the drummers
My youngin make the drummers
Bada boom, bada bing
My youngin make the drummers
Bada boom, bada bing (Uh), got a room, got a ting (Facts)
House so big that the room's got a wing (Where you at?)
You could see the stars and the moons in my ring (Bling-bling)
Always show love to the goons in the bing (East side)
I'm just a cold-blooded fella from the H (Grr)
Ex-drug dealer, used to sell a bunch of weight (Yeah)
And the cars got stars like they come from outer space (Ooh)
And the rocks in my watch lookin'
like they're jumpin' out the face (Stupid)
All this water on my body got me drippin' wet (Really)
Fly clothes that I be rockin' got me dripping fresh (Ah, ayy)
You know I fuck 'em then I duck 'em, had them bitches stressed
And I just laugh and leave 'em on read when I get the text