Major Payne (feat. Guapo Aaron & Del Bandzz) Video (MV)

Yeah, we gon' kick this one off like this
F*ck
I'm feelin' lonely, I'm finna face this wood
You already know, damn

Let me start this again, uh-huh
I'm feelin' lonely, I'm finna face this wood
I'm finna track hawk her down
I ain't talkin' bout the car
The way this bitch suck dick, it's like she wanna be a star
I'ma pull up in a foriegn and I'ma take that bitch to Mars

I'ma pull up in a foriegn car
Short times to get far
Damn, that's a f*ckin' bar
Ever since I was a f*ckin' child, knew I be a star
I don't care if that nigga soft, these bullets hit hard
Bitch, I'm the f*ckin' champ

Runnin' all these bands up, I'm the Rubberband man
She fell into my trap, I got her sinkin' like quicksand
She waiting for me when I land
I just got back from Japan
Had a Asian hoe, and her little friend
Controllin' niggas like the government
I feel like Uncle Sam

Niggas always f*ckin' runnin, Gingerbread Man
Uh, Nigga talk your shit

Bitch on the beach, lookin' nice with the tan
Niggas pulled up in the back, got the guns like Iran
Nigga doin' all the talkin, when we seen him, he ran
My nigga hit a lick, he skurt off in a sedan
Bitch, twerk on a nigga, I'm bout to throw the f*ckin' bands
If I kill him now, he better pay me in advance
Ballin 49ers, bout to go to San Fran
And I'm tryna make a movie, I said, baby, bring your friends

Got a old bitch, I used to hit you, she tryna make amends
I said what you recommend
I got a lot on my agenda, so I'm tryna make it ten
I'm in the rush, so bitch hush
She talkin' too much, I'm tryna get my nut up
All that crying and complainin, yeah, shut the f*ck up

Bitch, I gotta go, I don't got time to hear you fuss
Turn her up, she a slut
Back arched, she ass up
Bullets

Bro out here hoopin' in the Bathing Ape (What)
You can stay inside the crib all day
You still ain't safe
Bitch, all you do is play
This ain't no arcade
All these motherf*ckin' games
Bitch, said she want Benihana's, she got Raisin' Canes
Bro said he need more money, so we sellin' to feins
If you see my whip approaching, get the f*ck out my lane
I heard you can summon Del just by sayin' that niggas name (Alright, it worked)

Shoot that nigga in his f*ckin' head
Call him major pain (Bald head)
And you know I'm gettin' hella bread
I'm servin' major pain
And all my niggas scorin' in the f*ckin' paint
We gettin' major game
With the motherf*ckin' boys, I'm talkin' Taylor Gang

Hold up
I'm mixin' up a knot
And this beat kinda f*cking turnt
Turnin' it a notch
And I'm not talkin' bout that one dance
I hit him with the mop
Nigga (Homies)

Hide your wife
Hide your bitch