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​marching band - aqua raps lyrics

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[pre*chorus]
i’m in the front, we gonna start a plan
writing my ideas right back on this paper so i can show all of the guys again
look me right there in my eyes and i know that she cappin, she better not lie again
or we bout to come in with 50 d sticks on her body, she look like a marching band
we ’bout to end up with stings on me
i ain’t gon’ talk to the guapo, d
at the top they say it’s too lonely
that’s why i’ma bring my whole family
and i’ll send that boy to atlanta
pop that boy just like a fanta
he just got slum at 10 social, i feel like i’m santa
everyone try me now, they just know that i’m better
i need a girl like cruella
your girl a sore, my girl cinderеlla
got infinite shooters, go get your umbrеlla
oh my god, that is too gross
that boy gon’ talk on the gang he switchin’ right back on his bros

[chorus]
marching band, marching band
marching band, marching band
you wanna talk on the g on the mat
she wanna, mmm, she wanna, mmm
she wanna bang on the g on the mat
don’t get me started, man
we walk up on him like marching man
[verse]
i’m in her waters, i’m in her river
feel like a otter, feel like a otter
how you gon’ talk to my family little boy, where is your father?
oh, i forgot that boy a goner
do not get your girl, do not bother
’cause guess what, i already got her
she callin’ me daddy or father
i’ma talk you to disappear, i’ll be there
turn around, disappear like i’m ceeday
switch my face on the screen like i’m d*fake
should’ve found out that you was a wannabe
she ain’t walkin’ past me, she gon’ retake
we gon’ march to the bench like a relay
get her phone number, block it next tuesday
i’ma let you know, go to my notice, yeah
nineteen right now, when i turn twenty
i’ma have you watch i can’t really let y’all test me
i’ma eat you in your frickin’ brains
drop a hit, you’ll knock
fifty hundred drums and we walkin’ on you
if you wanna stop us, you can’t really stop us
i got hundred sticks all up in the back
i’ma hit the diaper like i’m frickin’ roderick
nineteen right now, when i turn twenty
i’ma have you watch i can’t really let y’all test me
i’ma eat you in your friggin’ brains
drop a hit, you’ll knock
fifty hundred drums and we walkin’ on you
if you wanna stop us, you can’t really stop us
i got hundred sticks all up in the back
i’ma hit the diaper like i’m friggin’ roderick

[pre*chorus]
i’m in the front, we gonna start a plan
writing my ideas right back on this paper so i can show all of the guys again
look me right there in my eyes and i know that she cappin, she better not lie again
or we bout to come in with 50 d sticks on her body, she look like a marching band
we ’bout to end up with stings on me
i ain’t gon’ talk to the guapo, d
at the top they say it’s too lonely
that’s why i’ma bring my whole family
and i’ll send that boy to atlanta
pop that boy just like a fanta
he just got slum at 10 social, i feel like i’m santa
everyone try me now, they just know that i’m better
i need a girl like cruella
your girl a sore, my girl cinderella
got infinite shooters, go get your umbrella
oh my god, that is too gross
that boy gon’ talk on the gang he switchin’ right back on his bros

[chorus]
marching band, marching band
marching band, marching band
you wanna talk on the g on the mat
she wanna, mmm, she wanna, mmm
she wanna bang on the g on the mat
don’t get me started, man
we walk up on him like*
marching band, marching band
marching band, marching band
you wanna talk on the g on the mat
she wanna, mmm, she wanna, mmm
she wanna bang on the g on the mat
don’t get me started, man
we walk up on him like marching man
marching band, marching band
marching band, marching band
you wanna talk on the g on the mat
she wanna, mmm, she wanna, mmm
she wanna bang on the g on the mat
don’t get me started, man
we walk up on him like marching man

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