Lyrics:
designated
Levitated, meditated, Always hated, always unpremeditated
Medicated, devastated, replicated
My mind in the clouds now precipitated
Screensaver be
again.
Welcome to the Spank Bank!
You're in my mind 'til eternity,But you've got no say in what you do to me,In there.
Welcome to the Spank Bank!
It's
nobody gonna protect me like me
I don't want no cowards around me, big bank, FDIC
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right
I came between loved ones and families
A nigga kill his old man to get his hands on me
Got secret ensciptions, examine me
want to find me, the bank
clash your swords
King Hank got his bank
Now clash your swords
Kings clash your swords
Queens clash your swords
Verse 1
We got no attorney friends
Give
of living
Just who the fuck do you think you are?!
We are gonna rob, we are gonna steal
From the bank
FDIC can suck my Fucking Dick
And you have no ground
Zero % APR
No money down
Talk to your insurance provider about receiving this 20% interest load
From an FDIC-insured bank
It could work for you
Many
of living
Just who the fuck do you think you are?!
We are gonna rob, we are gonna steal
From the bank
FDIC can suck my Fucking Dick
And you have no ground
dude over here?
He drippin in game
Trickin them dames
cint got shit in the bank
Still he convince her to bang
He drippin in game
Trickin them dames
a bank I am FDIC
I don't be giving a fuck if you ain't checkin' for me
Let me tell you right now I don't bother with them basic boneys
If you need it you
song
I know more about Facebook than Little Marky Z
I know more about drones than the NSA
I know more about banks than the FDIC
I know more about
our way back to the light
Well I remember that day - I was sitting in my office at the bank
When Jimmy walked in and flashed me a grin I'd never seen
from all over and they got pipes they clapping shit
This lil bop got thighs on ha, shake ha ass gone clap ya shit
I'm a walking bank account FDIC
And all
Censorship, Presidents, corporations and banks
The FDIC, the IRS
The CIA, it's all a mess
Public transportation, housing, disease
My stereo
could still pay my lawyer
a pretty cent
Thanks
But I don't trust the banks
Or the FDIC
See
You will not catch me
Belly broke
No joke
I stay on target
See
You know, everybody expect a baller, but I'm like
Why you worried about balling, cause I am balling
I'm just ready to blow the bank on you girl
Mr. Banks said he could help but I could see his teeth
Clicking like a tiger before fresh meat
Compound interest, FDIC, nothing in this town ever
an occupant
I'm in that 1 percent
Over a hundred grand?
I don't trust a bank either
It's in a rubber band
Ah, F-D-I-C
Somebody bring the rosé
go to court I know I'm fucked
All this shit, just for drinking
Need a designated driver, I'm to drunk for thinking
Two hands on the steering wheel
hand around of the handle of my snub no skill
I must be for real in the procedure for a kill
stood around the corner while I cased out the bank
And watch a pitcher get served
You from the LA Pigs
I know you coming with a curve
Hey batter, batter is the chitter-chatter
I'm the designated hitter,
Pigs
I know you coming with a curve
Ay batter, batter is the chitter-chatter
I'm the designated hitter, a nigga
much badder, than Babe Ruth
Will I tell
hand around of the handle of my snub no skill
I must be for real in the procedure for a kill
stood around the corner while I cased out the bank
go to court I know I'm fucked
All this shit, just for drinking
Need a designated driver, I'm to drunk for thinking
Two hands on the steering wheel
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