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robb bank$ - bulletproof soul lyrics

[intro]
got a robin givens with me, knockout, main event
for all them hoes, you tricky ricky (facts), them hoes came and went
real whoop gambino man, only cubans on my neck, n+gga
uh, uh, do my steps, n+gga, uh, uh, she done lost her breath
(if you don’t f+ck with evil empire, well then, you’re just a b+tch+ass trick)
and how the f+ck would that even happen, you know what i mean?
how you— how you get it across as a mixtape?
it’s a mixtape, it ain’t an album (evil empire)

[verse]
n+gga, tell me, lovers or we friends? (b+tch)
i can’t deal with all of your lil’ crashouts you with, uh (for real)
all up in your ear, uh (n+gga)
special delivery, i pulled up g. dep, n+gga (g. dep, n+gga)
y’all was at diddy house doin’ anything for a check (lil’+ass b+tch)
disgusting
trust me, ain’t never in my life, n+gga
bank$ never had to ever pay to get a stripe, n+gga
phone ain’t never checkin’, get your motherf+ckin’ mind right, n+gga
never had no street fight, n+gga, flushin’ like i’m rod, n+gga (hadouken)
n+gga, i walk inside the booth and treat it like a bookend
i’m grouped in, she swooped then, i hit her, hadouken
got it movin’, movin’, n+gga, i got the birds roostin’
pool pic, collection plate, boostin’
godbody, baby, i’ll get you church for the low, yeah (hadouken)
ballin’ ’til i fall, make sure that money never fold
don’t break, don’t bend, never rat, never told, n+gga
heart big as a lion with a bulletproof soul, n+gga (hadouken)
got a robin givens with me, knockout, main event
for all them hoes, you tricky ricky (facts), them hoes came and went
real whoop gambino man (n+gga), only cubans on my neck, n+gga
uh, uh, do my steps, n+gga, uh, uh, she done lost her breath, n+gga
check me out, all the champions is like me (they like us)
n+gga met mike tyson, started doin’ pushups in the dry heat (yeah, let’s get it)
n+gga, i feel like stack bundles, i’m bird gang and it’s mob
f+ck my brand+new lightskin treesh on a black+sand beach
get it out the street, n+gga, uh
freak b+tches come f+ck with me at the best time
keep it low, it’s f+ck her on the jet time
take your favorite b+tch time
kiss her, never tell time
rollie in the air time

- robb bank lyrics

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