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Margiela's cost seven or better I'm the bank teller, no I'm a drank seller I'm a fat nigga in a Gucci sweater I'm a rich nigga and she a gold digger He
) Motherfucker! (E-40) Doo-Doo-Doo-Do (E-40) Da-Da-Da (x1) (E-40) 4-1-5-1-7-0-7 the bay area (E-40) BIAATTCH!! (E-40) There's a place in the bay (E-40
) Motherfucker! (E-40) Doo-Doo-Doo-Do (E-40) Da-Da-Da (x1) (E-40) 4-1-5-1-7-0-7 the bay area (E-40) BIAATTCH!! (E-40) There's a place in the bay (E-40
me why he purged They think I play with trick dice, I rolled like forty-sevens First forty-eight, you a snitch Forty-nine times out of fifty, I
my soldiers And I'm gonna be the bank broker What? All I smell is smoke in da' air Nuthin' but thefools downstairs (drag stairs) Yeah All I
10-20-30-40! 15 storey halo 10-20-30-40? 7 miles wide 7 miles wide! "Ask a judge and jury Joe find me 12 just men We're gonna bottle up their fury Make
you know nobody could, 7-40-7 we be feeling good, From night to daylight, The skin I wanna bite, You fill my appetite. Wont make it last forever, I
different (different) It ain't the crevice that you wanna shank It's me - 'Fat Bank Take Little Bank', BEO-EO-ITCH! .. SHEEEAT! [Chorus] [E-40] I was
(Hmm) (Pour vrai) GPA going up GPA going down 24/7 that's the mothafucking motto (motto) 4.0 ching ching that's when we hit the lotto (lotto)
Smoke hella dank Shit be making me stink Fuck up your patterns You not the same rank Big Benjamin's on me I walk like a bank No trip, no trip Finna flex
gonna be my soldiers And I'm gonna be the bank broker What? [Chorus:] All I smell is smoke in da' air Nuthin' but the fools downstairs (drag
You could try to Take my money I ain't no bank teller I ain't fighting Got a 40 for that big fella Took his helmet off His hair was dyed Like he
(That's writ, Too Scheezi, Ant Banks, Forty Fonzarelli, K-Ci) Damn is that right? (That's right)
Token for Pres') It's going to spread like openin' Legs when blowin' a les' You know it's the best if you See my name on it This ain't costin' me no bank
Ringling, Ringling Slippin' away Only forty people, livin' there today Streets are dusty and the bank has been torn down It's a dyin' little town
run from Seven MAC-11's, eight thirty-eights If he an Alpo Let the forty cal blow at his face Made crack sales and dope sales In front of minors Put
son be Strong Mama never raced a bitch I had to be strong Tell em bitch niggas I'm free 7 Bills, forty on my hip I'm Gang gang, but I kept my focus
going no cap on 'em Telling a story about attacking the bank So I'm flooding the gates In Switzerland, liquid money for days Shoot the floodlights out
caped crusader. Contact through the frame, no mistakes. To bank rules, back in town and it's on us to shut 'em down. Now fly what cha want to do,
One Two Niggas in the whip Watch me pop up Three four Shots out this Glock It's a gun war Five six 7 bad bitches hit me up nigga Eight Nine
a week, put 40 hours on the clock Need a million in my children's bank account before I drop They hate I'm always working, giving attention to my fans Like
Soldiers leave the place, so the cream I keep, Six or seven g's everytime I beep, Hit the streets fo' the game, Plot fo' the bank, Fuck wit' a boss,
hundred stars in the Wraith Woo, and I'm on that forty-two man Yeah, big bank take lil' bank Uh, this my shit when I'm in the Wraith And my Maybach up
off of that two-lane Cranking it up on that creek bank Falling in love to your mixtape Got your country from your hometown Hip hop from your
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