Bang this lyrics

Artist  : J wess project 
Song : Bang this
 



J-W, E- DOUBLE S

Dont We Double Best

Tracks Tear Holes In Ya Bubble Vests

Trouble..Yes..when ya hear tha words

Bang this from the city til im near the
'burbs



[Hook (Kulaia & J Wess)]

Bang This In Da Club

(Imma spray the joint)

And If u wanna get loud

(you gotta play this joint)

No Dress Code, No Guest Lists, No Charge

(A small change, but i must stress this, im so
LAARGE!)

Bang This In Da Club

(Imma spray the joint)

And If u wanna get loud

(you cant fade the joint)

And yo, this is for tha wannabe riders with no
cars

I'd be just like you if i wasnt so LAARGE!



[Verse 1 (MC Digga)]

Id bet you'd like to know what happens when the
lights go off

the mic go off, dont even try to fight the
force

Im tryin to lock it down globally like
microsoft

Blaze tracks, but ive never been the type to
floss

Wipe the floors with fake ass rappers, they aint
moving the crowd

i showed you before, plus im proving it now (and
smoothing it out)

I still bring the ruckus to this and while you
home on the couch (i stay up in the mix)

you got a bad attitude, thats something to
fix

Im gettin love from ya crew, coz they be pumpin
my dick

think nothing of this, i could do it my sleep YA
FEEL

so while you non-talent muhfuckers keep shit
real

i keep shit still to stay on point, till im paid
the oint

Bangin the club, my lyrics spray the joint

keep the dance floor wet so you can get ya slide
on

so why track this hit, watch me get my glide
on



[Hook]



[Verse 2 (MC Digga)]

Check my comand of the english language its
expansive

at a club with drink bars, new kicks, new chicks
to dance with

thats not my most of operandi, understand, I

redefine the role of the villian, respect the bad
guy

Award winning sentences, acclaimed critical
lyrical

Most of ya'll just spit generical references

Its very circuitous, 360 degrees in fact

breeze through ya down and leave with my steeds
in tact

with ease i rap, you chopping mad takes for a
verse

bullshit punches, my hunches, you should wait and
rehearse

stop i heard the hot shit and your not it

you need to cop this, steady drop this, heavy
rock shit

its over, HUH, ya'll aint heard, im the deacon of
words

freaking the verb, while you speaking absurd

take some decent reserve, with foot soldiers with
balls big as boulders

to move obstacles so save your acting for the
movie



[Hook]



[Verse 3 (MC Digga)]

Yo rapping is dead, i dont spit, i flow

flip the script, nahh, stick to the shit you
know

the clique you owe, and dick you blow belong to
me

got ya shit on to me, my word is Bond like Sean
Connery

Ladies still feel me when im 75

point oh 9 with no license, still ready to
drive

I study the vibe, its like that R&B classic,
track shit

rappers act spastic, when i flash hits

So merge ya words with virgin herbs

aint my function, dont wanna keep the peace, i'd
rather punch em

Straight hard hits of the target, im never
sprayin

came in here with my fist in ya mouth, so what u
saying

I aint claimed the shit, you haters stay on the
dick

all you do is talk about us, naysayin the clique,
im saying ya sick

gastro interitis and all that  flowing tight as
the format



[Hook]