Angélique Kidjo Bando Lyrics, Angélique Kidjo ft Pharrell Williams Bando Lyrics, Angélique Kidjo ft Quavo Bando Lyrics
In the bando
Urban, suburban, rural, to village
In the bando
You cannot imagine the conditions
In the bando
Some of us don’t know we’re in a system
In the bando
Bando
Open each other’s eyes is the mission
Open it up, open it
Roll your dice
Roll your dice
Move your piece
Move your piece
Depending on where you land
Where you land
Still a chance
There’s still a chance
Buy or rent
Buy or rent
Or go to jail
But don’t go to jail
It’s not just a game
Uh-uh
We find out we’re for sale
Huh
But for sure
We’ll survive
In the bando
Where so many trends begin
In the bando
Sometimes the bad guys win
In the bando
The first rule to the game is keep living
In the bando
Pour some out for all the ones who didn’t
In the bando
Ah! We’re gonna be victorious
We will not be victims
In the bando
Sometimes some things we do need forgiving
Be ready to
Roll your dice
Roll your dice
Move your piece
Move your piece
Depending on where you land
Where you land
Still a chance
There’s still a chance
Buy or rent
Buy or rent
Or go to jail
But don’t go to jail
It’s not just a game
Uh-uh
We find out we’re for sale
Huh
But for sure
We’ll survive
In the bando
Where so many trends begin
In the bando
Sometimes the bad guys win
In the bando
Not enough money or time to spend
In the bando
I pray I open my eyes again
The bando made me (Bando)
The bando raised me (On God)
Boarded up, make ’em think it’s abandoned (Go)
I just jumped off the porch, drippin’ fashion (Drip)
Make a wish like a genie, we havin’ (Cash)
Come and shop, put the work in the basket (Woah)
If the neighbors complain ’bout the traffic (Huh?)
I just pay for their rent, now they’re happy
Back to trappin’
Got my wrist in the bowl (Whippin’ it)
Please don’t turn off my stove (No, no)
Everything is for sale at the store (It’s gone)
You gotta get it and go (Let’s roll)
Got my wrist in the bowl (Whippin’ it)
In the bando, created the flow (Bando)
I used to sleep on the floor (Sleep)
Now I fly private, no coach
We’ll survive
In the bando
Where so many trends begin
In the bando
Sometimes the bad guys win
In the bando
Not enough money or time to spend
In the bando
I pray I open my eyes again
In the bando
