Roman Reloaded (feat. Lil Wayne)

Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Yo, I guess I went commercial
Just shot a commercial
When I flew to the set though
I ain't fly commercial
And the ad is global
Your ad is local
Where we shot it was a lot of different agricultures
So I laugh at hopefuls
Nicki pop
Only thing that's pop is my endoresment
I, fuck around I have to go and reinforce the glock
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Yo, is it me or did I put these rap bitches on the map again
You mad cause I'm at the Grammy's with the Vatican
You in the booth but I'm who you be channeling
Why they never bring your name up at the panel then
Hottest M.C.'s, top five
You need money, I got mine
More knots than Eric on basketball wives (you dig?)
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Uh, I couldn't do your T.V. show I needed ten more mill
Not ten on the back I need ten on signing
Get that shit to a wash up, bitch I'm winning
Cause if I had a label I would never sign you hoes
Take bitches to school then I Columbine these hoes
I hear the slick shit, bitch you washed
All you hoe's crying: Christopher Bosh
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Ayo, now when I tell them that it's Barbie, bitch
Yes I really do mean that it's Barbie, bitch
Ask Mattel, they auction my Barbie, bitch
Raggedy Ann could never be a Barbie, bitch
You at the bottom of the barrel scraping
I'm out in L.A. at the Ice Age taping
I'm chilling at the top, I got ample time
Bite me, apple sign
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Kush on my breath, cocaine on my tongue
Eat that pussy, make it numb
She can't feel herself cum
Got a body on my gun
Fuck the world with my thumb
Pop a molly, smoke a blunt, that mean I'm a high roller
My ex wanna work it out, bitch try yoga
Two hoes in the bed, tell them hoes slide over
Excuse my French, two bitches and moi, that's a Nicki Ménage à Trois
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
My shit's so cold man, it don't even stink
Destructive ass nigger, watch me break the bank
Weezy F, and the F is for fill in the blank
I say shout out Mack Maine, back yard bully
And the weed purple like a black girl pussy
Word, middle finger on the trigger
Uh, so you know that mean fuck a nigger
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my shit bang, it bang, bang
Bang, my bitch bang, she bang, bang
Well that's because my bitch is Nina Ross and
She bang, b-bang, bang, bang, bang...
We bang, bang, bang, b-bang, bang
Bang, b-bang, bang, blood gang