Lyrics Banana Puddin' - L-Biz
Banana
put
in
yo
broad
Banana
clips
Bang
Bang
Bang
Bizzy
Come
On
I
heard
the
proof
is
in
the
puddin',
load
ya
bullets
when
it's
time
to
put
in
work
But
if
you
afraid
to
pull
it
then
it's
best
you
run
along
and
go
to
church
Cause
them
wolves
is
quick
to
murk
you,
have
yo
cousins
wear
yo
face
upon
a
shirt
So
if
the
proof
is
in
the
puddin',
put
in
work
for
you
get
put
inside
the
dirt
Banana
put
inside
that
AK,
mayday
mayday,
pray
that
melee
never
land
If
that
light
glow
from
that
rifle
hit
yo
flesh
bet
you'll
be
resting
where
you
stand
Heard
you
the
man
upon
the
strip,
forgot
to
mention
that
the
opps
had
other
plans
Cause
you
in
concert
singing
secrets
to
your
honor,
gangsta
niggas
ain't
yo
fans
Look,
never
tango
with
the
devil
under
pale
moonlight
Frail
fools
catch
wounds,
roast
beef
on
sight
Stay
low
get
dough,
that's
yo
cheat
code
right
Grim
reapers
catch
you
sleepin',
then
they
repo
life
Niggas
be
salty
over
Kimmelweck
Roll
up
puttin'
pistols
to
yo
Temple,
is
you
humble
yet
Thinkin'
shit
is
sweet,
that
flame
will
turn
yo
brain
to
crème
brulee
Get
weight
up
with
them
iron
reps,
no
witness
watching
them
do
sets
Just
heard
them
techs
Hustlas
know
just
how
to
cook
it
Banana
puddin'
Mix
that
powder
with
that
fluid
Banana
puddin'
Jackers
lurkin'
in
yo
bushes
Bananas
put
in
Side
that
AK,
turn
yo
brain
into
Banana
puddin'
Hustlas
know
just
how
to
cook
it
Banana
puddin'
Mix
that
powder
with
that
fluid
Banana
puddin'
Jackers
lurkin'
in
yo
bushes
Bananas
put
in
Side
that
AK,
turn
yo
brain
into
Banana
puddin'
X
told
us
it's
dark
and
hell
is
hot,
do
you
believe
him
now
Shooters
never
care
about
your
status
when
they
shoot
you
down
They
just
be
preyin'
on
the
weak
that
keep
some
loot
around
Try
cultivatin'
on
this
pavement,
niggas
must
be
new
in
town
Dumping
bagel
rounds,
coroners
bringing
luggage
out
Froggy's
quick
to
leap,
they
tryna
eat,
so
they
be
buggin'
out
We
say
we
keep
the
peace
it
rarely
mean
we
tryna
hug
it
out
Unless
we
talkin'
bout
triggers
till
clips
is
runnin'
out
When
chips
is
runnin'
out,
bet
you
see
lumber
round
Who
lips
is
runnin'
now,
put
snitches
in
a
Hoveround
Or
fertilize'em
underground,
turn
'em
into
compost
Pistols
come
in
first
and
second
hand,
if
you
want
smoke
Choke
Banana
puddin'
Banana
puddin'
Banana's
put
in
Banana
puddin'
I
heard
the
proof
is
in
the
puddin',
load
ya
bullets
when
it's
time
to
put
in
work
But
if
you
afraid
to
pull
it
then
it's
best
you
run
along
and
go
to
church
Cause
them
wolves
is
quick
to
murk
you
Have
yo
cousins
wear
yo
face
upon
a
shirt
On
a
shirt,
on
a
shirt
So
if
the
proof
is
in
the
puddin',
put
in
work
for
you
get
put
inside
the
dirt
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