Lyrics T–Pain – Like Bam
Text:
Who, whoa, whoa (Pizzle)
Whoa, na naa (hey)
Who got that mu’fuckin’ bow chicka wow wow?
It’s going down now
Money up to the ceiling, booties all on that ground now
Me and that pussy need that pow wow
I got balling, that back calling
Checks stacking taller than bow wow (boom), pow pow
I’m shooting loads all over your girl belly button
Can’t tell me nothin’, your pocket skinny like skeletons, so (boom) bow down
My shit be hotter than Africa, I’m 90% of that back it up
And I’m 10% ta-down, what now
Living like Hercules, Hercules
I’m smoking all of them purple trees
And I’m stacking up all my dough, dough (dough, dough)
10% no 33’s (33s), lil mama answer me pretty please (pretty please)
Gonna get some mo’ mo’ (mo’ , mo’)
Chow, chow, bye bye, 4 o’clock
Peace out in this bitch
I must be lesbian, cause I don’t do nothing but eat out in this bitch
Ever since I’ve gotten this rich, it’s a whole lot easier
All it takes is that flick of the wrist and I’m back to pleasing her, like bam
Me and that pussy need that pow wow
I got balling, that back calling
Checks stacking taller than bow wow (boom), pow pow
I’m shooting loads all over your girl belly button
Can’t tell me nothin’, your pocket skinny like skeletons, so (boom) bow down
My shit be hotter than Africa, I’m 90% of that back it up
And I’m 10% ta-down, what now
Living like Hercules, Hercules
I’m smoking all of them purple trees
And I’m stacking up all my dough, dough (dough, dough)
10% no 33’s (33s), lil mama answer me pretty please (pretty please)
Gonna get some mo’ mo’ (mo’ , mo’)
Chow, chow, bye bye, 4 o’clock
Peace out in this bitch
I must be lesbian, cause I don’t do nothing but eat out in this bitch
Ever since I’ve gotten this rich, it’s a whole lot easier
All it takes is that flick of the wrist and I’m back to pleasing her, like bam
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, this shit like bam
Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, this shit like bam
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Brr, like bam
Oh yeah
They want me to rap? (Shi’, go ahead then)
Take it to Sicily, bitch you never gon’ get rid of me
She feelin’ on me ’cause she feelin’ me
Getting me really into a fashiggidy
Giggidy, giggidy, giggidy
I do the Quagmire on these hoes
Never had a bad time with these hoes
I be having bath time with these hoes
She need a halftime, her pussy closed (time out)
As far as the pussy go, you should’ve googled, goo goo roota toota toota
Should’ve read up on me, bitch you should’ve known
From the last time when I bl-bl-blew your whole back out
Had you walking all funny in class, had you looking like the class clown
Poke that ass out, let a real nigga get up on it again
Girl you know you want it again
Come on baby ride that pony again
Girl we making beautiful music
We gon send a demo to Sony again
Academia, got it painted up
20 times, no it ain’t enough
And your new nigga ain’t as rough
And baby I know that you like to get choked
Shit, I’m a fucking animal
Bitch, I attack and I go for the throat
So I be that side nigga, let me go get the ride
So there won’t be no one identify us in the driveway
Then Imma come on upstairs and hit that pussy five ways from Friday, like my way
Giggidy, giggidy, giggidy
I do the Quagmire on these hoes
Never had a bad time with these hoes
I be having bath time with these hoes
She need a halftime, her pussy closed (time out)
As far as the pussy go, you should’ve googled, goo goo roota toota toota
Should’ve read up on me, bitch you should’ve known
From the last time when I bl-bl-blew your whole back out
Had you walking all funny in class, had you looking like the class clown
Poke that ass out, let a real nigga get up on it again
Girl you know you want it again
Come on baby ride that pony again
Girl we making beautiful music
We gon send a demo to Sony again
Academia, got it painted up
20 times, no it ain’t enough
And your new nigga ain’t as rough
And baby I know that you like to get choked
Shit, I’m a fucking animal
Bitch, I attack and I go for the throat
So I be that side nigga, let me go get the ride
So there won’t be no one identify us in the driveway
Then Imma come on upstairs and hit that pussy five ways from Friday, like my way
This shit like bam, this shit like bam
Brr, like bam
Be-be like bam
Album
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Manic Street Preachers – Dead Passive
Manic Street Preachers – Dead Trees And Traffic Islands
Manic Street Preachers – Mr Carbohydrate
Manic Street Preachers – Dixie
Manic Street Preachers – No Surface All Feeling
Manic Street Preachers – Further Away
Manic Street Preachers – Interiors (Song For Willem de Kooning)
Manic Street Preachers – Australia
Manic Street Preachers – Black Garden
Manic Street Preachers – The Girl Who Wanted To Be God
Manic Street Preachers – Small Black Flowers That Grow In The Sky
Manic Street Preachers – Everything Must Go
Manic Street Preachers – Enola / Alone
Manic Street Preachers – Kevin Carter
Manic Street Preachers – A Design For Life
Manic Street Preachers – Elvis Impersonator: Blackpool Pier
T–Pain – That’s Me
Manic Street Preachers – Hanging On
Manic Street Preachers – No One Knows What It’s Like To Be Me
Manic Street Preachers – Sepia
Manic Street Preachers – First Republic
Manic Street Preachers – Glory, Glory
T–Pain – Like Bam
T–Pain – Rest Of Your Life
T–Pain – Airplane
T–Pain – Dance All Night
T–Pain – Do It
T–Pain – See What’s Happening
T–Pain – Hallelujah
T–Pain – She Wanna Go
T–Pain – Time Nor Place
T–Pain – Sittin’ Around