Chorus:
[All]
The Big Bananas, yellow Bandanas
Roam the Savannah tonight
And you know that it’s true
That for me and for you
The bananas are out of sight
Verse:
[Buff Gorilla]
Ok, let’s start it, first things first
With me, Buff Gorilla, on the verse
We keep it classic, we keep it feeling fun
With the big fat bass going ii-V-I
Come on, come on, let me keep it real
I’m a bad banana with a greasy, black peal
If you give me any trouble then you can’t make a deal
When your lady and me are making you into a third wheel
Uh, you got a bad thing coming
When I hop into the whip and then the thing starts humming
I get a little cold when my blood gets hot
Step back, and keep your heads down, there’s some buddies getting shot
We on the run and we got the whole crew
You can hear the whoop whoop from the red and blue
We got a monkey in the middle and two pigs in the back
And the ride is running empty and the driver’s on crack
Chorus:
[All]
The Big Bananas, yellow Bandanas
Roam the Savannah tonight
And you know that it’s true
That for me and for you
The bananas are out of sight
Verse:
[TMB Cabo]
Makin cheese like a nacho
Nacho bitch on my dick, yuh
Tex-Mex go impromptu
Brown girls make me sick
Born and raised in the South
South Central cartel
Yo we shootin into mouths
I got Herpes, kiss and tell
Yerrrrrt
Verse:
[Ramb0 Camb0]
Bitch I got ice, ‘cause you know I’m cool
Call my balls Bloods because you know they ain’t never blue
I pee on bugs ‘cause I know they won’t sue
I fuck the politician and I give them beef stew
I wake up every morning with the lights on
Alarm goes off with a good song
By Chinese neighbors going ching-chong
My head starts hurting like someting wong
Chorus:
[All]
The Big Bananas, yellow Bandanas
Roam the Savannah tonight
And you know that it’s true
That for me and for you
The bananas are out of sight
Verse:
[Infamous Kang]
Let’s jump in the ute and go for a ride
Try not to crash the car, but you know I might
Got the addy to the spot where we’ll have some fun
Pacific Highway, 351
I’m packing a banana that is bigger, just like school lunch
Its getting kinda yellow and I start to get a little hunch
You don’t wanna get cheesy; it might be septic
But let's shelve some pingers, that’d be fully hectic!
Verse:
[Juicy Jew]
My name is Juicy Jew ‘cause I roll the phattest jays
Roast the burning bush like I’m fucking Yahweh
Who the fuck is Cindy bitch, thinking he can rap
I don’t need my kid, needs to give his mom the clap
Rolling in the snow, ‘cause I’m coming back from birthright
Run the fucking show like I’m running from the Third Reich
Hooking up my crew with the biggest fucking nugs
Big Banana Clique, I’m a Big Banana Slug
Chorus:
[All]
The Big Bananas, yellow Bandanas
Roam the Savannah tonight
And you know that it’s true
That for me and for you
The bananas are out of sight
Verse:
[Dan Blanco]
Dan, the man with the plan
Out in the sand, the one they wanna ban
Angelino to the heart with a little Scottish part
Get a taste and its tart, you can treat me like Bart
It’s Dan, the man with the clan
I’ll never get a tan, gotta keep up the brand
I’m nothing but a god, leaving girls odd
Got such a big dick you can call me tripod
Verse:
[Yung $chnack Pack]
Yung $chnack Pack on the track
Always safe and not doing crack
Watch your back, someone might attack
Making hella racks, gotta hit it from the back
Take a panorama of the Big Bananas
Flexing, wearing animal pajamas in the zoo
Sipping lean, making green, wearing jeans
Flexing my Supreme, spitting fire like I’m burning kerosene
Chorus:
[All]
The Big Bananas, yellow Bandanas
Roam the Savannah tonight
And you know that it’s true
That for me and for you
The bananas are out of sight
