Luyện nghe bài hát Bank Account

On God, 6
On God, 6
On God,

25 million on a nice big ol'
And, bitch, I still haven't your family
When you walk in you see the art and Grammys
I'ma just that pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 on a mansion, so precious
Bitch, be careful where you're your besties
sheets, I ain't got time for no messes
That exorcist me my wifey possessive
Adderall so we can go restless
We fuckin' all, all long, no breakfast
No confessions, no questions, we professionals
Now ride me like an open road, no

You a car for the bitch
I buy the for the bitch
You buy and shit
nice, I just walked in this bitch
You buy the art for the
argue too often and shit
You startin' some shit
should come off of the bench
Shout out my homies I
and Tony and Mitch
This ain't no you and shit
She wan' come snort all this
She wan' go with a bitch
She know what today
She know we always
And she just posted the
And he just saw his lil
him I want him to trip
Tell him my guns skinny
Tell him they're starvin' for
me the check, give me the throne
My hair is a minute too
My bitch like Vivica-Berry
Your bitch like Rosetta Stone
I made my go get a clone
'em together and then on they own
When they catch feelin's, I'm
I'm whippin' the the Coupe
I'm drivin' and sippin' the
The shit made me in the Coupe
As as I get to the stu'
clip
Rick the Ruler
up on your bitch
You just called bitch
Got "Who is this?"
She know you exist
She on her Mula
That's that shit
Make you eat your words, make you your shit
we knockin' out every tooth you pick
Nigga, fuck you, and fuck who you
Yeah my broke, but her booty fixed
Wait, I popped a Perc
for dessert
I washed it down with
I just left planet
Ran Captain Kirk
I pop a Perc, I'm
me Perc Nowitzki
Just call her
Blurry, vision
"Hello, who is this?"
I hit the line
I got a in mind, I call her anytime
She taller, but it's
we 6-9
I hit her line
He like, "What line?"
She like, "Never mind"
And she can a lie
And I can tell lyin'
no lie
That's my awesome lil
Got me a lil bitch
Got me a lil bitch
her for a bossier bitch
It cost me a arm and a
I got me a naughtier
She on the balls and the stick
I'm about to golf with the bitch
I'm way on Mars with the
She fuckin' with and shit
You shoppin' at and shit
And yeah, your bitch gettin' with me
Want a quickie me
Say she wish that I had Nicki me
Say lick her with me
Wish you wish I had my nigga me
Bitch, you
Y'all trick me
She "God, forgive me"
I say "Nah, I'm busy"

I got 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10 bank
Plus a account
With amounts
That's somethin' to think
the drank in route
Now I'm out
With 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8 ready to drink me down
to drink me down
Ready to me out
Plus my main in
And she around
Said they her style

Lil Wayne]
25 on a nice big ol' mansion
And bitch, I haven't invited your family
you walk in you see the art and gold Grammys
I'ma kill that pussy, now it's just a closed casket
25 million on a mansion, so
Bitch, be careful where bringin' your besties
sheets, I ain't got time for no messes
That exorcist told me my possessive
Adderall so we can go restless
We fuckin' all, all night long, no
No confessions, no questions, we professionals
Now ride me like an open road, no
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Six

On God
6 on God
6 on God
That's some sick
Oh
Dedication 6 on
6 on Lord
Yes
Dedication 6 yes
6 yes Lord