Miley Cyrus, Britney Spears - SMS (Bangerz) lyrics

Bangerz (Bangerz, Mike WiLL Made-It)
Fuckin' bangerz (Bangerz, Ear Drummers)
Bangerz (Bangerz)
Fuck-fuck-fuckin' bangerz (Bangerz)

All the way in the back with a tree on my lap
All the boys like to ask me
"What you doing with that?" yeah, yeah
You say you love me
I ain't fooling with that
They ask me how I keep a man
I keep a battery pack one day he wants me
One day he wants me not i don't do chances
'cause time just ain't what I got
If he's like that
I got a world tour that they need me at
I can't be sittin' 'round here
Waitin' on a man
To tell me where the fuck my seat be at
Where Mike WiLL at?

We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (I be struttin' my stuff)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Fuckin' bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (I be struttin' my stuff)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Fuckin' bangerz)

I'm flying high up on the bird acrophobiac
I slick, caught her eyeing down my purse
Where the dollars at?
I let her know the rent's due on the first
They can call the hearse
'Cause, if there's any violation
I go off with that
Catwalk, slick talk, flirting with a big dog
(Why I need his millis when I
Got Billy on the speed dial?)
You know I'm on that "meow"
Quick to scratch your eyes out
Strutting on the court, make them nervous
Call a timeout

We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (I be struttin' my stuff)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Fuckin' bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (I be struttin' my stuff)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Bangerz)
We be struttin' that stuff, that stuff
That stuff (Fuckin' bangerz)

The plane, boss, the plane
‘Bout to get that big rock
Slip that on my hand
Make that media big talk
The plane, boss, the plane
Psych, that must be the purple
Got up in my brain
Had me a little bit dismal

I, I, I (Bangerz) i, I, I (Fucking bangerz)
I, I, I (Bangerz) i, I, I (Fucking bangerz)
I, I, I i, I, I
I, I, I i, I, I