Lyrics:
on me like im Shabba Ranks,
I done flooded my wrist that’s a hurricane,
Big bank take little bank (i got)
Big lean take lil pints,
Good gas make a nigga
Different shade of blue over me and you
Brand new fear
And when we're chatting by the fire
You sign a new deal
Bring you on a ride
Up in my rocket
I
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
with me? (チャンスを与えて)
She the only one I'll bag, hit the bank and roll
I got my stick up on the gas, never pullin' off
You ready live it up like
on us
I'm talkin' a lot cause I'm getting bankroll (bank roll),
And they follow me anywhere that my plane go (Oh oh uh-oh).
Say she never been (never
You got me I got you you already know, there’s nothin I’ve said that I’m sorry for,
Whoa wait
Wanna roll in the bank,
Or just let it fly hundred rolls
on analog sounds pounds of rocket tars
Microchips incredible antibiotic medicine better than Octo
Although created by the master genius
You seen
Gotta keep a pocket rocket, niggas pocket watching
Big bank, take little bank, yeah we got it
Pulling up to the window, dropping off deposits
All this
you gotta go
[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to find me
lawn
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggas dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than
the boulevard
When I bounce rocket skater
Ima crawl like a gator, got my grill
Let me come through pint bottle steady sealed
Sittin in my vault, cases got caught
the boulevard
When I bounce rocket skater
Ima crawl like a gator, got my grill
Let me come through pint bottle steady sealed
Sittin in my vault, cases got caught
on the dank
Yeah we burn it up
That's a money rocket
Yeah we turn it up
And yeah we bump and rock it
I said I take the money
2020 in the bank
45 on me
And yeah
don't need much
But still need a calculator to keep up
Je-sus, I'm doing me, B.I.G
Hit Little C's up after I hit this tree up
Me, I get my cheese up
take a trip to the tropics Uh, Benjamin Franks in my pocket
They want the work and I got it Big bank, I be making deposits
Scam me a nigga, then take me
pistol gripper
Isn't a life for me
I'd rather grip mics and undo girls zippers
But not them ho girls, meet me after
The showgirls, but take it slow girls
in the bank
I been smellin hella musty by the way I’m smokin dank
Put a pussy in his place if he try to take the rank
Yeah we hittin hard like a tank,
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
for a while
Then the door opened
and God embraced me with smile
Must of walked a million miles
I was tryna find myself
Living in denial
Blinded by
(This has been another record)
From the hood, she'll squabble (Fight) (Brought to you in part by)
Sippin' Louis XIII out the bottle, yeah straight from
from the playa Joe
Man let me get my shit right
Cause I'm not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know I'm gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss
20
on tha fros, holla at ya know
Watch me come down, nigga with a fuckin hoe
Get he fuckin money
Like it ain't funny take out a bank account
Like some damn
to the bank
Sinnin'
Grinnin'
Hoppin' out a tank heavy ammunition in it
I can't take a loss I'm in it to win it
We gon' piss 'em off this money make 'em feel it
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
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