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i wanna bang - nova rockafeller lyrics

(oh her name’s olive garden)
hey bruv, driving through you in a blackout van
bully tucked inside my pocket, baby girl a road man
elbow deep inside your baby daddy’s car, grabbing bags
i ain’t talking about the nasty when i say i wanna bang
we ain’t spilling tea, we spilling blood
i ain’t eating crumpets. i’m eating pasta from adante, vinnie sub
we ain’t rocking in the club, we rocking cuffs. you think you’re meeting becky, baby, put your hands up

i ain’t talking about the nasty when i say i wanna bang. bang, bang
(yeah, you were.)
bang, bang
i ain’t talking about the nasty when i say i wanna bang bang bang
(oh this is ollie.)
bang bang i wanna bang bang bang i wanna bang

i ain’t even mad you going off bruv, i just want whatever f*cking drug you hoes are on
f*ck. yeah, i got a friend who’ll call up probably tell you y’all
but remember you were always just a finger away from meeting god
bang bang i was riding with no bell because baby wanna fly
got some homies who were magic if they pointed you you died
baby broke as f*ck, bought a whip to match a fit
if i gotta take a life to make the payment, then rip. rip, rip, rip
if i gotta take a life to make the payment, then rip

i ain’t talking about the nasty when i say i wanna bang
(yeah, you were.)
i ain’t talking about the nasty when i say i wanna bang
(oh, this is ollie.)
bang, bang. i wanna bang. bang, bang. i wanna bang. bang, bang, bang, bang

- nova rockafeller lyrics

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