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Big Bank

Kodak Black

Lil Big Pac

2016

nigga I got big bank
I was 'bout to eat that pussy but that shit stank
Girl I want to eat your pussy but I just can't
Smoking medicate help me meditate

birds when they see me supplying stuff
Damn, bank account 21, living up
Run up my numbers and no I ain't talking tough
Damn, I don't want trouble by

Have you ever? Have you ever?
Have you ever shined so damn bright?
Have you ever? Have you ever?
Have you ever shined so damn bright?

When you see

targeted by the cops
Somebody told me
When it rains it pours
They got damn right
Cos my destiny
Is in the hands of the lord
I cannot lie
I got many enemies

here on the road can ya face time, my line, oh my
Take you to paradise
My 99 gonna make it to 100 with you right there by my side
Girl you so damn fly

Problem

Webbie

Problem

2016

broke just layin' with you (What you gon' say then?)
I got kids by the hundreds
Got kids by the hundreds (All these kids)
And baby, they come for you

can have her I run by the bro code
I got plans anyway what you sayin
Bitch I got another date with the bank
She a thiccums but she rocking hello zeros

exactly how it was (I can tell it)
Lacking self-love, snapping off of drugs
I don't know what happened to me cuz (damn)
Ain't really happy as I was (real

to the bank again
Just to the bank again

Prada bag I can buy you all kind of shit
All you gotta do is hold it down and never ever switch
Damn, I'm a real one

damn bank accounts
Lotta junior year just wanna see that thing bounce
Lotta senior year just tryna get that goddamn cash out
And I got the map now
Y'all

like
Ba-da-da-da-da-da-da couple of bullets are comin' your way then it jam
Like god damn
Then I pick up somethin' quicker, start killin' everything

back, yeah, that's bedrock
Greenlight, yeah, that's a bank shot
Aquafina water, yeah, sip, sip
Don't talk back, don't do lip-lip
Butterfly door, I got

Get some damn cash
Call UNC, need a new 
Spot, somewhere to crash at
I'm gone now, still by the zone 
Now, finna get my thrown now
I smoke loud you

Yea
Yea
Yea
How many hittaz are missing
Damn they should’ve listened
Now they’re sinking caught by the fisherman
Had they hands up in my plate
Went from

Damn, what's the amount?
I been smoking so much I think it got me sick, I'm needing this shit by the ounce
European methods finally paid off, my bank

You n***** not what I'm on
I rather be dead, than get caught by the Feds
Since I was a jit' I was breaking that bread
These hoes be weird, these

The Jam

Logic

Bobby Tarantino

2016

take this shit further beyond Ye
I just might fuck around and drop this shit on 'em by surprise like I'm Beyoncé
Got a couple million in the bank right

Rippin'

Sir Mix-A-Lot

Swass

1988

a freak in my arms cold kicking on the set
Never get ill coz I'm too damn swatz
Got a funky Trans-Am with a duel exhaust
LA is fine but Seattle is my

We’ll drink this damn river dry
Follow the banks to the coast
Chasing a Gulf sunrise
These ain’t tears, just dust from the years gone by in my eyes
Wrong

Shawty snap (yeah)
T-pain
Damn
Shawty snap
Young joc (shawty)
Ay ay
She snappin
Ah she snappin
Shawty snappin
Snap ya fingers do ya step you can do

rocked a vicious rhyme
Like I never did before
She said "damn fly guy I'm in love with you"
The Casanova legend must have been true
I said by the way baby

not the damn fame
I been feelin broke too long and yeah I'm bout ta rob a bank
But when I cash a check I always drop it on that dank
Got expense taste

Concrete Streets

Nate Dogg

Music & Me

2001

you how to break that bank

Ain't a damn thing changed
Still rolling on Dana Danes
Still bangin' steel claiming DPG
I always keep my thing
Always

me
Cold like dry ice
Cuz I had to be
They on sideline
I'm a masterpiece
In my minds eye
I see the strategy
Energized my bank like a battery
Oh damn