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Straight To The Bank Lyrics By 50 Cent

    produced by dr dre ty fyffe

    when i’m out in ny boy it’s blunts and phillies
    when i’m out in la boy it’s wraps and swishers
    now blood walk to this now crip walk to this
    now throw it up raise it up for that gangsta shit
    now blood walk to this now crips walk to this
    now throw it up raise it up for that gangsta shit

    i’m in my lambo maggot my fo’ fo’ faggot
    doors lift up i’m like go go gadget
    see the shit i got on homie i’d hate too
    my teflon on boy my government issue
    i’ll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues
    your wife on the futon hugging that shih tzu
    homie you a bitch you got feminine ways
    heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days
    i got fo’ fifths and bananas on the k’s
    and got more whips than a runaway slave
    me and yayo go back like some high top fades
    when i made fifty mill em got paid
    when i made sixty mill dre got paid
    when i made eighty mill jimmy got paid
    i ain’t even gotta rap now life is made
    said i ain’t even gotta rap i’m filthy mane

    i’m laughing straight to the bank with this
    ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

    i keep nothing but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll
    i got the kind of money that the bank can’t hold
    got it off the street movin bundles and o’s
    seventy three caprice old school when i roll
    breeze pass with the epass fuck the toll
    no more platinum i’m wearing gold
    i’m internationally known as the kid with the flow
    that brings enough dough it’s never enough though
    shit i need mo’ new shit out the sto’
    baby blue was old fresh off the flo’
    stashbox by the dashbox in case they want war
    make the purple bring the green in fuck the law
    i’m oh so raw i’m hot i’m sure
    i’m like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy
    i set the club on fire i told ya
    i’m the general salute me soldier

    i’m laughing straight to the bank with this
    ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

    now work it out now shorty work it out
    i wanna see you break it down
    now back it up now you know what i’m about
    it’s like a bank job i’m in and i’m out
    now work it out now work it out work it out
    now work it out now work it out work it out

    Artist: 50 Cent

    Year: 2007

    Decade: 00s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 266