Song Lyrics WhoRidas - Talkin Bout Bank    [Lyrics & Song Text Archive] lyrics archive>> W>> WhoRidas Singer Lyrics>> Talkin Bout Bank Song Lyrics Author/Artist/Singer: WhoRidas Music Title/Track: Talkin Bout Bank Theme ID: 9448 Album: N/A King Saan: Who ride with me? King Saan and Mr. T Out to clock G Major deep with my folly Bump the police Them fools ain't knowin' me The K the I the N the G With crazy ass Mr. T Doin' an Al Pacino over a C Note We smoke we go for broke Hit then choke smash on the gas Faster than Road Rash Strippin' rent for the cash Shoot the shot and lay it off the class (whew) Cause homey talkin' bullshit but we know But you gotta recollect and respect the Hobo We've been puttin' it down like major ah Ballers in the town Hoes get clowned But don't try and stop you'll get dropped during the operation Cause you're playerhatin' Cause we makin' Major cash Makin' fools major mad But player haters don't really know the half Hook: (x4) Ride with me King Saan and Mr. T Out to clock G (Just talk about bank) (x8) Major deep with my folley Mr. Taylor: Most days I ride cut the B.S. to the side Nothin' but pay Each and every way I say to the players and they ask "What's goin' on Mr. Taylor?" "Paper" Big enough to fill a sky scraper So much you think I pulled a caper no vapors and chase Same people I find You have to have a different state of mind (Then what?) I've never been stuck and is down to rich real quick I stick to the calm the cool collective Get back with my folley out blaze up a chom Not flambroast but somethin' real close to divide Shit man we came with a plan to make a grand Got stand with my dice in my hand Thinkin' I'm shootin' blanks? Fool I'm talkin' bout bank Break yourself playa. Fat lumps baby. Hook King Saan: Everybody know it's all about bank Playas ain't slippin' all day smokin' on dank Gotta make sure I got security fuck the jury So my fist of fury stay fired up Everyday posted drawn blue print with Mr. Tay Spend your scratch and let the hit play And potna you'll see why we called the WhoRidas Spittin' like choppers and snakes with venom Make you react like gin in your system Like adrenaline If you're listenin' You'll recognize that the lik is here uh Fo life tightest new rhymes When we come through and life up your life Like ? flyin' through the night fool we strike Yeah that's right Cause when it really goes down Funk mode all through the town Bitch you gots to stay paid till you go against the grain Got barrels to the brain Jackers doin' they thang Ballers in the game sellin' cocaine Women yellin' your name with pictures in the frame I'm just talkin' bout bank Hook Related Lyrics Random lyrics: Pseudonym, Stare, Unmoving, What I Missed, Whisper, Blanket Inside, Broken Glass, Burnout, Do Do Do, Dont Tell Me Nothing, Everybody, Everybody Holds the Future, Fade Away, Father, Fools Bargain, For Your Soul, Good to Me, Heaven in You, Here I Go, I Have Fallen, Is She Cold, Its All Right, Lack of Water, Lend You the Money, Let You In, Lies, Manic Man, Montague, Never Wanted, No Matter, Oh Lord, One Size Fits All, She Likes to Move It, Shes Broken, Sleepy Little Train to Memphis, So Sad to Leave It, Still Inside of You, Story Song, Surround Me, Two Beasts, Washed Away, Weeping, What Do You Know, When Im With You, When Youre High, Who is Your Love, Working, Your World, Runaway, Super Woman, Other WhoRidas song Lyrics Dock of the Bay Lyrics Shot Callin & Big Ballin Lyrics Other Artists WhoRidas F/ Saafir Lyrics Whos that girl Lyrics Whosoever Lyrics Why Store Lyrics Whyclef Jean Lyrics Whyte Karyn Lyrics Whyte Shadow Lyrics Whyteshadows Lyrics Wicked Lyrics Wicked and Kristin Chenoweth Lyrics All lyrics are property and copyright of their owners and are strictly for educational purposes only. lyricstrue.net Copyright © 2005-2007 All Rights Reserved., , Privacy policy