Band Pop lyrics

[Chorus: Slim Dunkin]
Riding 'round town, smoking race car gas
Broke n*ggas screaming, "I hate y'all ass"
Got a Bankhead swag, popping Buckhead tags
Drop top Jag, getting south side cash
When them bands pop, them pants drop
When them bands pop, them pants drop
When them bands pop, them pants drop
Ay, ay, ay, get it girl
Riding 'round town, smoking race car gas
Broke n*ggas screaming, "I hate y'all ass"
Got a Bankhead swag, popping Buckhead tags
Drop top Jag, getting south side cash
When them bands pop, them pants drop
When them bands pop, them pants drop
When them bands pop, them pants drop
Ay, ay, ay, get it girl

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
Walked in the club, it's like I f*cked all these b*tches
Camera phones out, broke n*ggas snapping pictures
Thinking to their self like, "I wanna be them n*ggas"
Trueys sagging low, thousand dollar boxers
b*tches love my posture
In the strip club, got these b*tches eating pasta
Steak, shrimp, and lobster
AK-47 got it smelling like a locker
She say she love me, but she want Dunkin's number
I get so much money, I'm like comma after comma
Baby, you a monster, nicknamed her Pam
pus*y, ass, and mouth, she can do it with no hands
When them bands pop, them pants drop
Waka Flock