All lyrics provided for educational purposes only. Verse Roll the dope, gotta fold the sip Got on cargo pants, cause the hold equip Got the mean thing, with the fob equipped Make the money flip, on some flubber shit. Hook Loud, hella bandz and loud, hella bandz and loud, Hella bandz and loud, and loud. Verse More dope I'm a dope fiend, catch my soft drink with purple codeine And niggas so queens, ain't no kings Money made me come, like go green. All lyrics are property and copyright of their respective authors, artists and labels. 
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Hook Loud, hella bandz and loud, hella bandz and loud, Hella bandz and loud, and loud.
Band nation, gang green Feed my legal team Ding a ling, I'm a motion picture, walking scenestunting no steve austin.
And you beast gotta kill him Cause they telling the shit Dope flow right now king yellin the pick And my niggas on stains think you selling the brick Now they taking the brick, I be taking your bitch She be taking the dick, 1 more pour up, get a 8 in the kit Now I'm lazy as shit White body catch me floating in an alien ship With an alien bitch.
Louie go to her with the pimping, tell the bitch no lip Got the neck all pissed and the wrist on creep Young fly the trip, and I'm high as a cloud And it gotta be loud, I'm allergic to mound Double script by the pund.
Loud, hella bandz and loud, hella bandz and loud Hella bandz and loud, and loud.
I mubu quite often Too, too cool, louie austin I'm hot body, they blossom They on kng p shit, I think I'm awesome You be the loss some, I be the earn some But I ain't bought none Niggas staying gang, we all thugging Bitches dick kissing, and they ball hugging. Money dance, a nigga reindeer, you can go go prans And I'm gonna go go bands I told your ass once I got on cargo pants My latino homies, they got all those bands Bitch think I really love her like Hellx don't spend Niggas say they smokin loud but I don't hear But he talking to me wrong, sending auto him, nigger I go in.
I'm so mob, I don't love no bitch I just love my bread, first I love my kid. All lyrics provided for educational purposes only.
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King Louie - Hella Bandz And Loud - akordy a text písně
Verse More dope I'm a dope fiend, catch my soft drink with purple codeine And niggas so queens, ain't no lluie Money made me come, like go green. I be balling hard like a ballhog Had the clowny bitch, she was a tall broad These niggas soft, acting hard They can get hellx, like a fire car Got a hot babe with a hot body She got all my songs on her iPod And my patch strong like thank god Rock squad, band gang, bam bam.
Verse Roll the dope, gotta fold the sip Got on cargo pants, cause the hold equip Got the mean thing, with the fob equipped Make the money flip, on some flubber shit. A little dink on head, my niggas guts real They be itching to kill I be wishing you would Go and get your ass pop pill lokie I'm like warrup h's, dubs got aches Loud and fragrance, orientations No more mote at me I need aces.
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