Bank Lyrics - Gmb [deluxe Edition] - Pac Div

1: Mibbs] 

Man what's it going to take? 

Always making ground breaking shit that don't break? 

All the corny ass nigga got cake 

So how much of my corny ass shit it' gon' take 

Time to rob a bank 

Walk in that bitch like show me the safe 

My girl nervous she think I'm gon' shake 

Cause I'm pacing like a schizophrenic nigga on crank, damn 

That's what I do, buy a mask and a suit 

If the bitch behind the counter move her ass, I'mma shoot 

Val Kilmer and De Niro in this ho 

Got a driver outside in the Beamer: let's go 

High speed chase on the 405 

Helicopter in the skies so you know it's live 

This morning I woke up, got high 

I was broke, until I got a call from my guy saying 

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"What you think man? Time to rob a bank" 

We can hit every Bank of America 

Before 5 we could hit this Chase, nigga hurry up 

Money on my mind, got me pit bull terrier 

Want what's inside, in the shit that's with the carrier 

Stocking cap on right now, I ain't sporting waves 

Just my niggas in the building and we sporting K's 

Just bag it up we can dip before the boys is paged 

Guaranteed what we make we be copping more than J's 

Popping with them federals 

See how they feel once we up out that Jetta though 

Straight cash what the fuck I need a debit for 

Barack understand we all fresh out the ghetto 

Fuck that bitch, that goofy ass bitch 

She a slut, that ho, that goofy ass bitch 

Had me mixed up in some goofy ass shit 

Talking bout me online, that's a groupie ass bitch 

What you think man? We trying to rob a bank 

I got bills, I got dreams, I need gas in my tank 

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Slanging lean, slanging pills, making crack, serving base 

Black mask, black mags, grabbing cash off the safe: run 

Plotting schemes off of weed and some Grand Marnier 

Big faces like Chinese anime 

Swole faces like Ike did Annie Mae 

Make a dash, take my ass up to San Jose 

Dip in, counting my grip 

Want to shut her ass up, put her mouth on my dick 

Ay - fuck around, put a round on my clip 

Pull the money out the drawer, bitch I'm down for my clique