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prynce parri$ – bank lyrics

intro:

d-mn , all dis f-ckin money out here , and sh-t somebody gotta get to it… d-mn, ( hoo) d-mn y’all ain’t seen dis one comin ,f-ck y’all talkin bout, haha..

chorus:

gotta get to the bank aye, aye,.. gotta get to the bank ..(hoo)
rollin up h-lla dank ( oh my god ) , gotta get to the bank ,( oh no no )
gotta cup of good drank ( ack ) ugh , i gotta get to the bank,..
( what you say? ) m-th-f-cka’s trippin, always catch em slipp’n
( godd-mn), got her on her knees, prayin for forgiveness, (alright)
imma young n-gga, chase a check (haha), draped all in f-ckin diamonds i can flex ,(yo) if a m-th-f-cka want it, guess who’s next ?(alright) me and my team ,just like khalid (we da best)….

bridge:

hahaha, yeaaaaa.. we da best homie , and you feel it, just keep
dat blunt rollin ,keep it in da air ,you know what dis is for ugh ,all
day , keep it, keep it comin up…

verse :

i rep dat 60617 , imma legend , lookin for savin, just call up a reverend , work fast like excedrin, im comin for da crown ,if you wasn’t gettin the message, poppin champagne, throwin money, just like some f-ckin confetti , diamonds drippin like a faucet , fake sh-t make me nauseous, go grab a blunt let me spark it, i done paid the price, and what the cost is , i don bossed up,and got all dis my white b-tch, she all thick, gettin h-lla turnt, and h-lla lit , need a bigger room to fit my money in, neva broke always gotta win ,so one day i could feed my kids, like sean man gotta do it big , have a nice house and a fancy whip, foreign cars ,don’t care what i spend ,imma young centerfold, look at my wrist , just like a pot of gold , im so phenomenal, finish the bottle, now i gotta order more, go get the check , just f-cked up a bag , n-gga what you expect ,paid in advance, hop on a jet takin trips to milan , stadium stands
look out at the crowd, seein all of my fans….

chorus:

outro:

whole lotta money, yo lil b-tch she gon count it up for me…
look at wrist yea, yea ,look at my wrist yea, look at my wrist
yea ,yea ,look at my wrist ,all type of sh-t , look at my wrist
can’t f-ck wit yo b-tch , cuz im gettin rich, im gettin rich
yea, stackin up chips , im gettin rich n-gga, im gettin rich, ugh
im gettin rich yea, ugh, im gettin rich yea, ugh, im gettin rich
can’t f-ck wit yo b-tch ,all type of tough sh-t….

- prynce parri lyrics

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