b-jay banks bake sale (feat. fauva gahd) şarkı sözleri

Might send it in a Crate for 'em Banks Ah, Too much money on my line, Phone keep on ringing Tell 'em they gone have to wait for it Nigga take a seat at the table, Then we all gone eat I could put it on a plate for 'em I done came up lil' nigga, Now they want to f*ck with me Might be a lil' late for 'em Had to take him down for the work 'Cause he played tough with me I'ma Bake a lil' cake for 'em Got a good plug on the food, we can get it on the road I can send it in a crate for 'em Want the whole fee my nigga, We ain't taking no shorts And I got a good rate for 'em They done fucked up, I done jumped right back in my bag Now it really ain't safe for 'em Had to take him down for the work Get it all from the stash I'ma Bake a lil' cake for em Yeah Yeah They calling me Banks now Oh I got bank now I'm at the Bank now I know the teller Nigga want weight now Numbers look great now You in the way now I know the seller She on the way now I need her face down Gripping her waist putting dick in her pelvis She get the straight pound Law, I'ma lay down Tied her hands up 'cause she like feeling helpless Stick with the beam We rocking like Elvis Whole lot of green Like I ball with the Celtics She European, Keep speaking in Celtic Put a lil' bag on his head like a Helmet I got some homies knee deep in the church I got some homies whip white up like Hellmans I'm like the nigga somewhere in the middle I'm still the one thats gone bring all the M's in I come in peace I just came here to rock You said it's pressure, when really it's not I get 'em gone for like 50 a pop Shoutout my youngin', just sent me the drop They say I rap like I'm Biggie & Pac Come take a look, this shit really in stock He talking wild? Cool, I'll ignore it But play with my family, I'll send him up top Kill Too much money on my line, Phone keep on ringing Tell 'em they gone have to wait for it Nigga take a seat at the table, Then we all gone eat I could put it on a plate for 'em I done came up lil' nigga, Now they want to f*ck with me Might be a lil' late for 'em Had to take him down for the work 'Cause he played tough with me I'ma Bake a lil' cake for 'em Got a good plug on the food, we can get it on the road I can send it in a crate for 'em Want the whole fee my nigga, We ain't taking no shorts And I got a good rate for 'em They done fucked up, I done jumped right back in my bag Now it really ain't safe for 'em Had to take him down for the work Get it all from the stash I'ma Bake a lil' cake for em Fauva Man we really got cookies and cakes for sell Might sell you a Nugg, Might sell you the plug Got dammit I even got shake for sell Look out for the Dub, I'll show you some love She want me to leg her and pay for nails Might throw her some ones to f*ck up the club She got what it takes to make the sell I give her the dog, She come back with drugs I took a trip to Philly for them black bags Oh you need pounds? Homie that's a hashtag We got that Afghan, Like its Baghdad We leave you deadbeat like a bad dad Don't eat no dead meat, I'ma plant man Bag up that good gas by the gram gram Dripping like water baby that's that Xan Xan Walk with the stick, call me Fauva Bam Bam Ok Phone ring Door swing Drop the addy, cop the baggies Nigga we up Keep your mouth closed Don't be buying flashy clothes Don't f*ck up the Re-up Up now, Probably why they stuck now It ain't making no sense I know that one thing, It's a couple of points off Good thing I brought my bench Fauva! Too much money on my line, Phone keep on ringing Tell 'em they gone have to wait for it Nigga take a seat at the table, Then we all gone eat I could put it on a plate for 'em I done came up lil' nigga, Now they want to f*ck with me Might be a lil' late for 'em Had to take him down for the work 'Cause he played tough with me I'ma Bake a lil' cake for 'em Got a good plug on the food, we can get it on the road I can send it in a crate for 'em Want the whole fee my nigga, We ain't taking no shorts And I got a good rate for 'em They done fucked up, I done jumped right back in my bag Now it really ain't safe for 'em Had to take him down for the work Get it all from the stash I'ma Bake a lil' cake for em
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