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50 Cent

Straight To the Bank

 

[Intro]

Yeah!!! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and Phillies

When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishes

Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this

Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit

Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this

Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangster shit

 

[Verse 1:]

I'm in my Lambo maggot, my fo' fo' faggot

Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget

See the shit I got on, homey I hate too

My Teflon arm brought my government issues

I'll hit your vertebrate bullets rip through tissues

Your wife on the futon hugging that shitsu

Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways

Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days

I got fo' fifths and bananas on the K's

And got more whips than a runaway slave

Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades

When I made fifty mill, Em got paid

When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid

When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid

I ain't even gotta rap now life is made

Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne

 

[Chorus:]

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing

 

[Verse 2:]

I see nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll

I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold

Got it off the street moving bundles and loads

Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll

Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll

No more platinum I'm wearing gold

I'm internationally known as the kid with the flow

That brings enough dough it's never enough dough

Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto'

Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo'

Stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war

Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law

I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure

I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy

I set the club on fire I told ya

I'm the general salute me soldier

 

[Chorus:]

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha)

I'm laughing

 

[Outro:]

Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out

I wanna see you, break it down

Now back it up now, you know what I'm about

It's like a bank job I'm in and I'm out

Now work it out now, work it out, work it out

Now work it out now, work it out, work it out

 

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