lirik lagu robb bank$ - hallucinating
[chorus: robb bank$]
ay
i got me a real one and an blasian on the way (yuh)
you thought that i f~cked yo b~tch – correct assumption, mane (yeah)
i got me a lebanese and a chinese thang (ay)
you thought that i flew her out – yeah i put her on the plane (mwah)
put that d~ck in her face, tell ’em
imma grab her by the waist, tell ’em (yeah)
take that d~ck in her back, tell ’em
i had to count up the racks, tell ’em
keepin it wrapped up the packs, tell ’em
i had to walk out the trap to sell ‘еm (set!)
you young n~ggas going out bad, bail ’em
400 n~gga you had bettеr not bail ’em
[post chorus: robb bank$]
fort lauderdale, florida, real deal feelin’
broward county n~ggas bought the building
i’m in east atlanta, my b~tch from columbia
cuz i ain’t from atlanta, call up on moretta
[verse 1: tony shhnow]
he find out young tony f~ckin his b~tch, that pain was excruciatin’
shawty seen me, thought she found the one – she must be hallucinating
i still got that work like an orientation
trip on that fur coat and stop all sh~t, i don’t need a vacation
i’m good with the plug, we parlay with the ticket
snakes in the grass and my cellphone cricket
finnessing, don’t ask me i did it
it tucked in my jeans and i’m pushin’ big business
i’m thumbin’ blues, you going sad for these b~tches
i go out in the bank and i talk to my twizzy
my shooter awesome ay shot with that glizzy
i’m smokin’ on good wit a badass b~tch from the trenches
i’m booked at hard knocks, i had perfect attendance
i cut out nintendo cuz n~gga be switchin’
you can’t be a man cuz you do all that b~tchin’
versace my eyelid, my side a lil’ tinted
my n~ggas ball, we ain’t shootin’ no scrimmage
you move in my home, you can live where i’m livin’
[chorus: robb bank$]
ay
i got me a real one and an blasian on the way (yuh)
you thought that i f~cked yo b~tch – correct assumption, mane (yeah)
i got me a lebanese and a chinese thang (muahh)
you thought that i flew her out – yeah i put her on the plane (period)
put that d~ck in her face, tell ’em
imma grab her by the waist, tell ’em (yeah)
take that d~ck in her back, tell ’em
i had to count up the racks, tell ’em
keepin it wrapped up the packs, tell ’em
i had to walk out the trap to sell ’em (set!)
you young n~ggas going out bad, bail ’em
400 n~gga you had better not bail ’em
[verse 2: robb bank$]
b~tch i be getting money, even tho a n~gga been hardbody
met yo gang, n~gga, that’s yo’ set?
i bet dem n~ggas is p~ssy prolly, i swear (b~tch)
they shut down fridays, i took my talents way to onyx
i got new b~tch comin’ and pull up on me
i can give you that d~ck if you gettin money (punk ass b~tch)
they ain’t need the combination, these f~ck n~ggas be my inspi~ray~ray~tion (yuh)
shoot (shoot)
shoot like gary payton (i swear)
i got a thick thai red b~tch waiting out in macon (yuh)
white b~tch a buckhead, better eat it up, better not say nothin’
[chorus: robb bank$]
ay
i got me a real one and an blasian on the way (yuh)
you thought that i f~cked yo b~tch – correct assumption, mane (yeah)
i got me a lebanese and a chinese thang (muahh)
you thought that i flew her out – yeah i put her on the plane (period)
put that d~ck in her face, tell ’em
imma grab her by the waist, tell ’em (yeah)
take that d~ck in her back, tell ’em
i had to count up the racks, tell ’em
keepin it wrapped up the packs, tell ’em
i had to walk out the trap to sell ’em (set!)
you young n~ggas going out bad, bail ’em
400 n~gga you had better not bail ’em
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