Bitches Go Bananas song by Hi-C from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
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Bitches Go Bananas Meaning
| [[Intro] (Brwn on the beat) (L-Levitate) [Verse 1: Hi-C] Walk inside the party off the drugs, bitch, I’m out my mind Hi-C got the juice, hell yeah, bitch, I’m so divine Pulled up in a Benz, told her friends they can get inside Baby sniff the molly off my wrist, partying all night Baby say she wanna be my wife, wanna be my bride Fucking niggas’ hoes from the back, tryna break her spine Selling OG gas, light green just like Kryptonite Cost to be the boss, hell yeah, I can pay the price I’ma pop a bean just to fuck her like a demon Every year my year, every season is my season Said he fucked my ho but these bitches got no meaning Fucked his lil’ bitch, now I guess we even-stevens [Chorus: Hi-C] Bad yellow bitch just like Hannah Montana (Like Hannah Montana) Hell yeah, bitch, I got the juice like Tropicana (Juice like Tropicana) Pull up drop top, I was sipping dirty Fanta (Sipping dirty Fanta) Hanging out the roof with that Louis V bandana (With that Louis V bandana) Nigga, sit down, hell nah, I can’t stand ya (Hell nah, I can’t stand ya) Run up on me wrong, I’ma have my partner blam ya Baby got a question and she say that I’m the answer (And she say that I’m the answer) When I hit the scene all these bitches go bananas (All these bitches go bananas) , [Verse 2: Diamondsonmydick] Pretty demon bitch, she look just like Aaliyah [?] bitch, yeah, the real Draculina Take a nigga soul, eat that shit like some pizza Demon with the stick, she be shooting like Ariza Tokyo Drift, foreign whip look like a creature Running with my drip, same niggas want a feature Bitch on my dick, yeah, you know I’ma fuck her I don’t give a fuck, nigga [Chorus: Hi-C] Bad yellow bitch just like Hannah Montana (Like Hannah Montana) Hell yeah, bitch, I got the juice like Tropicana (Juice like Tropicana) Pull up drop top, I was sipping dirty Fanta (Sipping dirty Fanta) Hanging out the roof with that Louis V bandana (With that Louis V bandana) Nigga, sit down, hell nah, I can’t stand ya (Hell nah, I can’t stand ya) Run up on me wrong, I’ma have my partner blam ya Baby got a question and she say that I’m the answer (And she say that I’m the answer) When I hit the scene all these bitches go bananas (All these bitches go bananas)] |
