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Big Bank

Cognito

Tru Cognizance

[Hook: repeat 4X]
We got big bank, big rank
walkin through the club like my shit don't stank

[Verse One]
Remember back in the day we used

and the alimony
Is why I'm broke, but I don't care because
My impact is mandatory in a age of fake and
I'm perplexed by the hate
Why flex in your songs if
They

ain't squared up but
I don't care
Sucking dick Till we straight
Sucking dick 'til we're straight
If you're confused let me demonstrate
Whipped that thang

peace chains and medallion
I'mma be with Neff do it by myself
I don't give a fuck i got your girl
I'll grab her breast almost grab her ass
I ain't got too

Foxy Music

Beginner

Advanced Chemistry

2016

that?"
"Hear what? I don't hear anything unusual"
"A sort of strange haunting music
It's been coming in on a interstellar frequency
But at regular

look fam that's the truth
I'll have the whole club sipping Cranberry juice (sober)
You hungry in the rear, my money in the air
I don't know what y'all

Late Nite Tip

Three 6 Mafia

Chapter 2: World Domination

1997

sweat poured
We hit the floor, it don't quit
Another one ripped, it's just another victim of Lord Infamous late night tip

I'm not the type to get

sweat poured
We hit the floor, it don't quit
Another one ripped, it's just another victim of Lord Infamous late night tip

I'm not the type to get

Man I'm bout tired of you niggaz plus I'm sick of these hoes
But I don't care bout none of yall so I be outta control
When they see me acting a fool

You be popping big shit
Don't care who it is
You killin' em
Hit stick
Grant your whole wish list
If I book her ticket
Imma spend this cash
You killin'

From Martin to Luther
From Luther to Lex
I build my riches by writing all of my thoughts into texts
Those words built up an image of a man greater

I don't care them 
Bitches doubt me

Okay girl,
It's time for a confession

I'm moving now
Cause time is of 
The essence

Tell ya' dad
I'm trying

I’ma live it up only got one life
Cup full of dirty gotta mix it with the Sprite
Its okay I’m good
Don’t know if he is
We’ll be okay by the end

full of water, that's the cake mix
I be stretching caine like laytex
And I don't even hit the raw, that's safe sex
Got a condo and a loft for the late

never hit me in a text
I take that as disrespect
So now I'm gonna diss this set of celebs
Just for the Swift effect
Don't care whether it's correct
This

E Generation

Zebrahead

Playmate of the Year

2000

think it's far.
Cause God may care, but I never met God anywhere.
(middle finger up in the air)
To the people that judge us by the color of our hair

so drunk
Baby I don’t really dance but I
Can beat it like a drum
I stumble out the club being
Greeted by the sun
And really fuck a pound cause I
Get

I'm the boss type, I ain't never fell in line
I ain't nothin' like these fake Gs
When they smell a line
I don't mix every niggas stories
When I

right
I be runnin' away like Ricky (Ricky)
Can't say I'm high yet
But damn a nigga real tipsy
Yeah everything drippin'
Club hot at the kitchen fake dykes

Part two Tony Hawk mix Luke Skywalk with a kick flip flow that's wavy

That's wavy

And I came from a time with the long phone lines had to call

When did my dreams
Turn into nightmares
Life ain't what it seemed I mean it's really not fair
Said you care for me but had the nerve to not be there

Bag packed wid
Lettuce n spinach n cabbage 
No I do not care
I got me a tool
And I'm ready to blast it
Fuck outta my hair
I'll cutcho ass off
And regrow

bunch of rappers, respectfully (ha)
I don't care who niggas down with
I'm violatin' 'em if they was out here doin' clown shit, c'mon man (woo)
I know

their beauty
Crazy life
Getting darker
Run by the devil
La Vida Loca
Ricky Martin fucking his nephew
This shit I cannot make up
This the planet we working