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j.reu - straight to the bank lyrics

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[intro]

[hook]
[repeat 2x]
i’m going straight to the bank with this one
i don’t care what n0body thinks with this one (real talk)
ain’t n0body f-cking with this one
because i got my jays on, jays on, on another level

[verse 1: j.reu]
hop up out the chevy no rims no nothing
when it comes to the tracks i win no running
i leave your girl c-mming, wetter than a faucet
never been g-y i ain’t got no closet
safety deposit, key with the little door
your girl is my ho, your wife is a little wh0r-
more girls than vh1
i got a hemi but i’m healthy like a v8 son
i’m ballin’ premature like lebron
blowing up like a terrorist i’m the bomb
wait i’m sadom, no, i’m osama
i am the party like dj trauma
ambulance vroom vroom i’m so illy
i see you but still there’s no deal-y
deal or no deal, i’ll still lyrically k!ll
money on the table, i like fancy meals(mills)

[hook]
[repeat 2x]

[verse 2: j.reu]
h-llo he’s back like a serial
k!ller where’s the milk for my cherrios
here we go, back and forth like ping pong
walk in side the club and they gave me a theme song
i’m so right like a left wrong turn
that baby don’t look like me shawty got the wrong sperm
hey when will you learn, just because you gave me brain
i am not barack obama so stop expecting change
yeah cause i don’t pay bills
no silicone i like my girls real
pill popping animal, syrup sipping n-gga
patron got me faded i ball like the clippers
she playing with my zipper got my d-ck wetter than flipper
i’m gone off patron but still i’ll never l!ck her
i hit her, quit her, on to the next
now she on twitter, like who he gone tweet next

[hook]
[repeat 2x]

[verse 3: j.reu]
yeah, on another level, b-ss clef no treble
no g to gent cause i’m a muhf-ckin rebel
i’m real, yall on that milli vanilli mood
i’m hot earths core thats my longitude lat-tude
no att-tude just swagger
well she had a dude but i bagged her
toe tagged her, like a crime scene
no lie i’m the truth in my religion jeans
yeah my n-gga’s clean, me and my n-gga’s be
rappers nightmares dog we living dreams
we living nice, good life no kanye
i’m a big boi but still a outkast like andre’
3000 you mad cause i’m styling
we ball you a hater so you fouling
i’m wild-n no nick cannon
i’m sick of talking like a break up i’m gone



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