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"Bank" lyrics by TRAVIS PORTER
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[feat. Lloyd]

[Intro: DJ Technik]
I tell you one thing, success is 1 hell of a drug, I stay high off that shit, you don't grind, you don't eat, but I can say is we getting fat over here.Porter house music room, differenter 3 road trips & big tits. (Tech Diz Muthafuckin' DJ)

[Hook: Lloyd]
Laughing All The Way To The Bank Acting Like My Shit Don't Stank, Getting To the money, Little money niggas gon hate, but I be in the streets everyday, getting to the money, I ain't worried about nothing (no no nooo) Because bitch I'm stunting yeaaaa (yeaaa)

[Verse 1: Ali]
Ok I'm Counting it And Banking It, Saving It And Spending It, Showing It And Throwing It, Hit The Mall I'm Blowing It, So Much That I Can't Hold The Shit, You Niggas Can't Even throw no The Shit, Magic City Chillin And I'm Anxious Just To Throw This Shit, And I Ain't Worried About A Damn Thang, You Say It Bout My Pinky Ring, Yea And I Ain't Really With The Stunting Thing But Shidd I'm Still Getting To The Money Mane


[Verse 2: Strap]
Time Is Money So I Iced Up My Wrist, If It's A Crime To Stunt Then I'm Guilty Bitch (I'm Guilty Bitch)
Deposit A Fin Then Go Pick Up My Bitch, She Like Swallowing It, I Left Some On Her Lip, 100 Bottles And A Fifth, I Live The Life Of A Prince, In My Pocket No Limit, I Spending It And Ready, Getting It In, Editin' Up, Coming Thru' With A Check Then I'm Baggin It Up, Pull Up To The Bank Everyday Smelling Like An Oak, I Pulled Up On Her Yesterday And Dropped off a couple 0's, Yeah I Do It Big Like A Mutherfuckin' Elephant, I Ain't Tryna Hit Wen It's All About The Presidents


[Verse 3: Quez]
Yea I'm Always Stunting, Goons On My Side, Know I'm Gettin' Money, AP On My Wrist 20 Thou Game Money, And Yo girl like My Debut Album That Bitch Cummin', Yeaa In Miami With The Red Coup, Red Bottoms On My Bitch And She Red Too, Umm But I Can Not Leave My Main Though Hoez Rubbing On My Jewelry Can You Let My Chain Go, Umm I'm The Shit Cause I Stank Got A Check Like It's Blank, WTF You Nigga Think (Yeaaaa), Got No Limit Like Dem Tanks And I'm Smiling Like The Jake Wen I'm Walking Out The Bank Bitchhhh


Like We Don't Do Nun But Deposits To The Bank My Nigga, (Haha) Like Affording A Child For Lunch Everyday Bitch, Google It You Might Learn Something. Haha Differenter 3

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