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![]() 50 Cent Straight To The Bank Lyrics[Intro] Yeah!!! When I'm out in N.Y. boy it's blunts and phillies When I'm out in L.A. boy it's wraps and swishas Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit Now Blood walk to this, now Crips walk to this Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit [Verse 1:] I'm in my Labo maggot, my fo' fo' faggot Doors lift up I'm like Go Go Gadget See the shit I got on, homey I hate too My teflon arm brought my government issues I'll hit your vertebrae bullets rip through tissues Your wife on the futon huggin that skitzo Homey you a bitch you got feminine ways Heard you got four lips and bleed for seven days I got fo' fifths and bananas on the case And got more whips than a runaway slave Me and Yayo go back like some high top fades When I made fifty mill, Em got paid When I made sixty mill, Dre got paid When I made eighty mill, Jimmy got paid I ain't even gotta rap now life is made Said I ain't even gotta rap, I'm filthy mayne [Chorus:] I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin [Verse 2:] I see nothin but hundred dollar bills in the bank roll I got the kind of money that the bank can't hold Got it off the street movin bundles and loads Seventy Three Caprice old school when I roll Breeze pass with the EZ Pass fuck the toll No more platinum I'm wearin gold I'm internationally known as the kid with the flow That brings enough dough it's never enough dough Shit I need mo' I need shit out the sto' Baby ble was cold fresh out the flo' Stashbox by the dashbox incase they want war Make the purple bring the green in fuck the law I'm oh so raw, I'm hot I'm sure I'm like the coolest motherfucker around the globe boy I set the club on fire I told ya I'm the general salute me soldier [Chorus:] I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin straight to the bank with this (Ha, ha ha ha ha ha, ha, ha ha ha ha ha) I'm laughin [Outro:] Now work it out now, shorty work it out, work it out I wanna see you, break it down Now back it up now, you know what I'm about It's like a bank job I'm rentin them out Now work it out now, work it out, work it out Now work it out now, work it out, work it out Send "Straight To The Bank" Ringtone to your Mobile
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