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philthy rich - break the bank lyrics

[intro]
the mekanix

look, i ain’t never went platinum but i look like it (never)
i could tell he was a hater ’cause he looked like it (hater)
all these diamond vvs’s don’t even look like it (bustdown)
that b-tch wasn’t interested, now she look like it (it’s philthy)
come and suck this d-ck, b-tch, and swallow the s-m-n (b-tch)
visa in the h-llcat, dame in the demon (uh-huh)
we applyin’ all the pressure, just give me a reason (p-ssy)
any n-gg- want the smoke can be dead by the weekend (philthy)
tuck got knocked with two million in cash (chump change)
the labels talkin’ two million, i told ’em i p-ss (sem city money man)
f&n up in the stash, up under the dash (i keep it on me)
got some ice, see these n-gg-s who comin’ up last (last money)
rest in peace frost, that was a big loss (rest in peace frost)
the streets ain’t nothin’ to play with, don’t get tricked off (is that right?)
you was never in the field when it kicked off (uh-uh, n-gg-)
so you ain’t hoppin’ in this foreign when i dip off, it’s philthy

[chorus: kamaiyah]
i can’t stop my player ways
ballin’ on these hoes like a fadeaway
low-key dinners, i’m at lake chalet
big check getter, goin’ safe to safe
break the bank
with all this money on me
i just might break the bank
rack after rack, yeah, that bag’s on me

[verse 2: kamaiyah]
ooh, real one come through, they salute
shooters with me, i keep troops
0500 my platoon
uptown baby, uptown soldier
a maxwell park highroller
big bands on me, they don’t fold up
in that field, you can’t get nervous
real sh-t, if you gon’ talk about it, better be about it
don’t freeze up in that field, better be g about it
better live that sh-t, you better breathe about it
you ain’t real one if you can’t come and see me about it
if you talk that sh-t up on them songs you better live it
got n-gg-s doin’ time up in the feds, caught in the prisons
if they could, i know they would do it different
that’s why i ball on hoes like a motherf-ckin’ scrimmage

[outro: kamaiyah]
ooh (ooh)
ooh (ooh)
ooh (ooh)
ooh
rack after rack, yeah, that bag’s on me

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