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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jacob Wilkinson-Smith
Lyrics
Daniel Kane
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
My Best Friend Jacob
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Let's go
[Verse 2]
Ain't sober, swervin' in the Range Rover
She came over, racin' like it was Daytona
Game over, sayin' do what you gotta do
Now what that is, Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
[Verse 3]
Call me, call me, call me Mr. Bangbadaboom
Shawty, soon as me and you get a private room
Uh, girl, you know exactly what I'm tryna do
It's time, it's time to put this up inside of you
[Verse 4]
(Yeah) Ain't that what you hit my cell for?
She came right over, shit, I swore the chick could teleport
No dilemma, she my Kelly I be Nelly for
She had a fella but she tell me he ain't ready for her
[Verse 5]
Huh, she want that Thrillah man shit
I tap, tap it like an Instagram pic
I make her buss like a killer with a grip
In the middle of a shootout with this clit
[Verse 6]
Damn, bang-bang, skee-skee
And I'm busy through the week, so she hit me on the weekend
Told me that she ready 'cause I got a pussy leakin'
We'll close the curtains so the neighbors can't peek in
[Verse 7]
Ain't sober, swervin' in the Range Rover
She came over, racin' like it was Daytona
Game over, sayin' do what you gotta do
Now what that is, Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
[Verse 8]
Look, call me Mr. Bangbadaboom
Hell no, we ain't playin' by the rules
Take it all off, but you can ride with shoes
I wanna see them heels when I'm slidin' through
[Verse 9]
Fuck your last dude, he ain't got a clue
Real shit, I know a lot of tricks, he only got a few
Real shit, I know you wanna kick it like karate
You ride me like a Kawasaki
[Verse 10]
I like it when she goes south on it
I love her when she put her mouth on it
I love her when she on top
Then you bounce on it
[Verse 11]
Bang-bang, skee-skee
I'm busy all week, so she hit me on the weekend
Told me that she ready 'cause I got a pussy leakin'
We'll close the curtains so the neighbors can't peek in
[Verse 12]
Ain't sober, swervin' in the Range Rover
She came over, racin' like it was Daytona
Game over, sayin' do what you gotta do
Now what that is, Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
(Hey, hey) Mr. Bangbadaboom
[Verse 13]
Bangbadaboom when she step inside my room
You know I'ma give her that, I'ma give her that
I'ma give her that, I'ma give her that
[Verse 14]
Bangbadaboom when she step inside my room
You know I'ma give her that, I'ma give her that
I'ma give her that, I'ma give her that
Wow
Written by: Daniel Kane, Jacob Wilkinson-Smith