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Bitch its murdok kaine
Bitch i pull up and im gon let it spray
Trauma on trauma is filling my brain
Fill up the tank and i peal off the bank
Chop her

walk
She backing it up I'm like woah woah woah woah
That pussy finna snatch my soul soul soul soul
Laughing to the bank like Ha-Ha Ha-Ha
We’re never

to me because I'm space God (Space God)
With a pocket full of bank cards
Like I play cards (hahaha) but I ain't play y'all
And they tell me a nigga finna

on the paper rout trynna stack my bank account
I had a dream that I got rich and I had made it out
I'd rather get caught with it than without it
In my city its

of passion
Don't need a caption
The greatest words will never beat the worst actions
I'm low on my funds I'm robbing this bank
I done this before it's more

is life
It’s alright shorty it's ok
You were never all that anyway
Trust me you can take that to the bank
I don’t really like myself anyway
I was

been to the bank yet
Not really have time to deposit these Chase checks
I used to chase checks, now that money coming
I'm talking fast, real fast like

Money never sleeps, reason why I'm never resting
I had piggy bank money now it's big investments
Only do a show if we talkin' big advances
Went from

years, almost aimless
She ain't going nowhere, bank looks shameful
Walking in shameless like you ain't dangling
From the skin of your pinky
When Sallie

chit-chat
Chatter box while the Three demonstrate
All you do is run them gums and conversate
Every comment in your mouth adds to our bank account
Big stacks,

bezzle, big bank with the rest of em
Crime pays, not minimum wage
Look I be trappin' by myself I don't need no help
I be assin' niggas, you aint scorin?

Jose-a
I'm sheening like my daddy before me
Cause I'm his son
I could make these execs pay what they weigh
I'm talking tons
Then I take that bank to Vegas

bank best believe me (Yeah)
This shit is too easy (Easy)
This shit is so easy (Right)
Gambling a high roller (Roller)
Take your girl like she need me

to the bank, boo'd up with a baller baller
They gone do what I say, I'm a shot caller, caller
Know he want all of this cake
I make em do what I say
Telling me

Weather Man

Paul Wall

The Houston Hard Hitters: Version 7.0

2005

stories unbelievable
I'ma ballin' star, you a fallin' star
All used up like no minutes on a callin' card
I'm the bank you ain't nothin' but a dollar

bank-tellers gotta get down on the floor like Dave Banner
Go ta spot in that 'Bama, and also got a spot in that channel
Few people know I got a spot to stash

bruddas on books, no nerds, tryna get six Os to the bank for the work
All my Gs in the scene, we lurk, tryna get a new lifestyle, so we murk
Dickheads get

sehen
Es ist nur Liebe, und da hilft keine Medizin, oh-oh
Du kannst die Deutsche Bank verklagen
Die Bibel lesen, Whitney fragen
Von der Liebe haben

on the wing, now I'm cheffin' up mackerel (suh, suh, suh-suh-suh-suh)
They wanna bird me like I'm Harold Mack, wanna charge me like a power bank (suh, suh)
I

Might add up the profit and hit up the bank quick
And The pack who I came wit
And My gang on the same shit
Peep how we lane switch
Off the brain I might

arguments boil down into interpretation
We can solve it all with just a lil' communication
And that's one thing I love about us
You can bank on the fact you

to say
Then speak up
Tranna take care of everybody
Now I feel like the man of steel 
I could run up in a bank
And pull put my gun
Like nikkas what's

tens of thousands dollars on my dog's leash
Like to lead like to follow, like a sandwich 
I don't know how, my bank account might have had a glitch 
All

this paper NIGGA
(Yeah)
Coming right up for air
I should go back in my tank (Yeah)
Swimming with sharks around me
They Tryna break in my bank 
I been