To The Bank (feat. Cool & Dre)

Lil Wayne

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    I'm twisting medicinal
    Pissing medicinal, spittin' that clinical
    I'm in the delivery room
    Pockets pregnant, bitch tryna clip the umbilical
    I ain't simple or typical, gen' or a general
    Nigga, I'm nuts, no genitals
    I fell in love with them chemicals
    I bust a few nuts and she swim in 'em
    These niggas act tough and they feminine
    Play no games, nigga, not even scrimmagin'
    These niggas can't see me, no imagery
    My pockets so fat, they hemorrhagin'
    Damn, that's an injury, I gotta keep the same energy
    My soda pink with that remedy
    I can't rest in peace 'cause they diggin' me, shit
    Big tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds
    Shoot up everything but the kids room
    I walk out the bank like the men's room
    I got paper like I'm a tribune
    I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
    I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
    Cum all over her face, now her skin smooth

    Ho-ass nigga, camel toe-ass nigga
    Pantyhose-ass nigga, candy store-ass nigga
    Sweet and sourdough-ass nigga
    Don't know how it go-ass nigga
    I'm a giant, I'ma come and thump, fee-fi and fo that nigga
    Wait, I'm a baboon, I'm a tycoon
    Bitch, it's lil' tune, elephant in the room
    I'm the shit, the perfume, I'm the salt in the wound
    And I walk on the Moon, it's like carpet to tune
    I thought you was a goon, well take off the costume
    You soft as balloons, I play golf with balloons
    Yeah, I make your heart boom-boom-boom
    Yeah, I break her heart like the rules, yeah
    Wait, I'm livin' the dream, livin' the dream
    Sippin' the lean, give me a beam
    Feelin' surreal, I'm here with the queen
    She here for a ring, I'm killin' her dreams
    I'm killin' the scene, a nigga a king
    They kissin' the ring, it blingity-bling
    Drippin' red bean, I'm with the regime
    We finna rage against the machine

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    I'm twisting medicinal
    Pissing medicinal, spittin' that clinical
    I'm in the delivery room
    Pockets pregnant, bitch tryna clip the umbilical
    I ain't simple or typical, gen' or a general
    Nigga, I'm nuts, no genitals
    I fell in love with them chemicals
    I bust a few nuts and she swim in 'em
    These niggas act tough and they feminine
    Play no games, nigga, not even scrimmagin'
    These niggas can't see me, no imagery
    My pockets so fat, they hemorrhagin'
    Damn, that's an injury, I gotta keep the same energy
    My soda pink with that remedy
    I can't rest in peace 'cause they diggin' me, shit
    Big tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds
    Shoot up everything but the kids room
    I walk out the bank like the men's room
    I got paper like I'm a tribune
    I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
    I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
    Cum all over her face, now her skin smooth

    Song details

    Composition: Leon F Sylvers Iii, Kevin Bion Spencer, Lyon Andre Christopher, Marcello Valenzano, Lil Wayne, 808-Ray, Leon Iv Sylvers, Kevin Spencer, and Rayshon Cobb Jr

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