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corny
Staying by doley
Riding with it on me
Cant let niggas hoe me no
Fuck all them damn lies
If you love me don't tell me no damn lies
I know you see

talkin' but you pussy leave you bleedin' like a period
She pretty I don't want it cuz my bank account da prettiest
Woah, Woah
Like for real uhhh
Pull up

Ghetto We Love

Poor Righteous Teachers

Black Business

1993

the pop's stores
It was ill on the real, but who's to die for us?
Say that I rock my own community
Ain't a damn thing owned by the you or the me
It's Koreans

Tough

Kurtis Blow

Tough

1982

Intro:
I don't want a lot,I want just enough
So why has it got to be so damn TOUGH


Livin' on the uptown side of jive
Hustlin' a buck to stay alive

If we not on the way to the bank then, what are we chasin’?
When I get all of my chains in, don’t leave me hangin’
Around the corner they acting

never frown
Look at my damn bank account
That's just how we are now
To the point we get down
Yet we stay above the ground
While we bump this banger loud

sip this if it's through
Spit this this shit get sick and blue, snatch a bitch up by a noose
Leave her breathlesss like the motherfucking COVID virus

waist

Walk in the mall with the blues on my waist
She tell me she love me get the fuck out my face
15k by tonight tell me, who is your bank?
I ran it up

sip this if it's through
Spit this this shit get sick and blue, snatch a bitch up by a noose
Leave her breathlesss like the motherfucking COVID virus

don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm

That shit you was saying, that shit is basic, shit you was saying, that shit is wasted, god damn I'm wasted, yeah
So I said girl what's up, I don't

business like Paper Route business lil' nigga (Ha)
Hey (Hey)

[Chorus]
I wake up every day and live it like it's gonna be my last
I been laughin' to the bank

• Security

Jazz Cartier

Fleurever

2018

you comin' in last (I say you comin' in last)
I walk in the bank and I do my dance, damn
(I gotta, I gotta, I gotta) I gotta get to the bag

Please

drink like
Baby don't think too much, don't drive
I got here, I can't even tell my nigga
Ain't a damn thing parked outside
Size of my cup, nigga I'm

Make sure the coochie bald, I don't like coochie naps
Stuffed my bank account with ten million stacks (racks)
Bank account got its own section for

(Zaytoven)
(Wop)
(Ha, Ziggy)
(Yeah, Wop, go)

My bank account is Zeon (jump), that's what Gucci be on (Gucci)
Your ex-boyfriend a peon, I don't

gonna bleed
I'm fast like the bullet so you can barely even see
I be running every day to get the damn bag
While you sit at home playing games, so you

Go to the bank just to make a deposit
45 shots in the car by my self
Don't make me shoot one at ya noggin
My own man switched up own me damn
I cannot

Floyd Mayweather

Gucci Mane

JEFFERY

2016

damn
Lil bitch, you ridin' niggas dicks like a bitch

I got, six brand new foreigns on my wrist
I got six Forgiatos on my fist
I got fifty foreign

Who Are They

Scarface

Emeritus [Clean]

2008

remember who they are

[Verse 2 - K-Rino]
Listen, in high school with the females, I was rarely selected
I got rejected by the ones the damn nerds rejected

Complicated

Kip Moore

Wild Ones

2015

much in the bank account
Just enough to get us by
So I'm scared as hell
The way you're smilin' at me
With those two pink lines

And all I know is

Whoa (ayy, skeet)
Ay (go off), ay (go head)
I'm in this bitch like, ayy, damn
I'm in this bitch like, ayy (damn, whoa nigga)
I'm in this bitch

Made It (Outro)

Gucci Mane

Mr. Davis

2017

crack rock to a baby and you really just a baby
The shit I seen in Sun Valley drive a nigga crazy
I drunk so many pints I damn near drove my mama crazy

the freaks (let's go)
You can spot us out of town by the way that we walk
The way that we talk, cocky, the state of New York (that's right)
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