Baby E - Bando Lyrics

[Intro: Baby E](Yeah, uh-huh)(Yeah-eh)[Chorus: Baby E.]I've been trappin out the bandoChillin' with my grandmaGrew up down in FloridaRaised me in the N.OSaid they raised me in the N.O, yeah[Verse 1: Baby E.]Shout out to my day-onesAnd the place I came fromLiving in the hills nowUsed to be a trailerMe and all my homiesWe done came a long wayCopper catchin' cases just for tryna steal bolognaBaby E., the prodigyAKA the greatestFuck 'em if he hateI'm the peoples' favoriteHad to take the negativeTurn into a positiveNow I'm doing everything they probably never thought I could, yeah[Verse 2: Lil Wayne]Nothing's ever easy (no)Was on the outside looking in with a squeegee (oh)Then I got the game from Juvie, Turk and B.G. (woah)I went from wearing C-Z's to yelling "bling-bling!"Lord I remember when the birds was just "Tweety"Hoes was wearing BEBE, not BC-BGLord I remember when these hoes wasn't so freakyYes I remember when these hoes was being cheekyBut now they tweakin' for a nigga, I'm a rockstarI like my red carpet redder than my eyeballsShe got that pep in her step, I knock her socks offThen to the left, to the left, like a southpawAnd I keep dozing off on her, off the codeineShe said I need to stop, bitch, guess who I don't needThe drophead cost me a duffel bag of hundredsIt's my way or the highway, and I see traffic coming (skrr)And my homies got more white than abercrombieSo baby knock yourself out she started shadowboxingAnd my homies wear all black, act like they gothicAnd these hoes act like they topics, bitch we talk 'bout profits[Chorus: Baby E.]I've been trappin out the bandoChillin' with my grandmaGrew up down in FloridaRaised me in the N.OSay they raised me in the N.O, yeah[Verse 3: Hoody Baby]Bitch, I'm the manBitches used to call me manageWith that white girl, disappear, VanishSell a whole thing for 32 like magicPull up with the plug, bitches think I speak SpanishI remember back when a nigga never had shitJust a bad bitch, 3 pounds, and a mattressShe ran off with the work, so it's like I never had shitI can't even lie, I could have killed that bitchHad to make a choice, she want the money or the hoes, my niggaCoke prices up and down like gold, my niggaRockin' shows, my niggaRockin' O's, my niggaIn the Double-R on this rocky road, my nigga[Chorus: Baby E.]Trappin out the bando (Young Moolah, baby!)Chillin' with my grandmaGrew up down in FloridaRaised me in the end thoughSay they raised me in the end though, yeah[Verse 4: Baby E.]Shout out to my day-onesAnd the place I came fromLiving in the hills nowUsed to be a trailerMe and all my homiesWe done came a long wayCopper catchin' cases just for tryna steal bologna[Chorus: Baby E.]Trappin out the bandoChillin' with my grandmaGrew up down in FloridaRaised me in the end thoughSay they raised me in the end though, yeah