4eva - Gang Gang

Real 4 type shit
Said it Friday and I just got paid
I'm like what's up
Hit my partna's and my bitches
Gang gang you know what's up
If we can't slide wit the whole damn gang we can't come
Red cup Bacardi rum you know we showing up like
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just try to fuck her and her damn friends
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just trying to hang wit my fuckin friends
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just trying to go in wit my gang gang
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just try to fuck her and her fuck friends
Don't be shy wit me
I meet you at a function last week
It was Stacey, Kim, Kesha
When you walked pass me
You had 2 others I can't remember they names
But I know yours is Jennifer I wrote it on a napkin
So
What's Up
What's up
What's up
What's Good
Baby what's happening
So what you doing after this function
As I pour you up a lil mo gin
Time to get the party started it's the weekend
Get you back to my crib and it can begin
Real 4 type shit
Said it Friday and I just got paid
I'm like what's up
Hit my partna's and my bitches
Gang gang you know what's up
If we can't slide wit the whole damn gang we can't come
Red cup Bacardi rum you know we showing up like
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just try to fuck her and her damn friends
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just trying to hang wit my fuckin friends
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just trying to go in wit my gang gang
Where party at on the weekend
I'm just try to fuck her and her fuckin friends
Real 4 type shit

Written by:
Reginald Jones

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