To The Bank Lyrics By Lil Wayne
I'm twistin' medicinal
Pissin' medicinal, spittin' that clinical
I'm in the delivery room, pockets pregnant
Bitch tryna clip the umbilical
I ain't simple or typical, gen or a general
****, I'm nuts, no genitals
I fell in love with them chemicals
I bust a few nuts and she swim in them
These **** act tough and they feminine
Play no games, **** not even scrimmaging
These **** can't see me, no imagery
My pockets so fat, they hemorrhaging
Damn, that's an injury
I gotta keep the same energy
My soda pink with that remedy
I can't rest in peace 'cause they digging me, shit
Big Tune', l lick shots, them **** lick wounds
Shoot up everything but the kids' room
I walk out the bank like the men's room
I got paper like I'm a Tribune
I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
Cum all over her face, now her skin smooth
Ho-ass ****
Camel toe-ass ****
Pantie hoe-ass ****
Candy store-ass ****
Sweet and sour dough-ass ****
Don't know how it go-ass ****
I'm a giant, I'ma come and fum-fee-fi and fo that ****
Wait, I'm a baboon, I'm a tycoon
Bitch, it's Lil Tune', elephant in the room
I'm the shit, the perfume, I'm the salt in the wound
And I walk on the moon, it's like carpet to Tune'
I thought yous a goon, but take off the costume
You soft as balloons, I play darts with balloons, yeah
I make your heart boo-boo-boom, yeah
I break her heart like the rules, yeah
Wait, I'm living the dream
Pimpin' the green
Sipping the lean
Give me a bean
Feeling serene
I'm here with a queen
She here for a ring
I'm killing those dreams
I'm killing this scene
A **** a king
They kissin' the ring
It blingity-bling
Chopper revvin'
I'm with the regime
We finna Rage Against The Machine
I'm twistin' medicinal
Sippin' medicinal, spittin' that clinical
I'm in the delivery room, pockets pregnant
Bitch tryna clip the umbilical
I ain't simple or typical, gen or a general
****, I'm nuts, no genitals
I fell in love with them chemicals
I bust a few nuts and she swim in them
These **** act tough and they feminine
Play no games, **** not even scrimmaging
These **** can't see me, no imagery
My pockets so fat, they hemorrhaging
Damn, that's an injury
I gotta keep the same energy
My soda pink with that remedy
I can't rest in peace 'cause they digging me, shit
Big Tune', l lick shots, them **** lick wounds
Shoot up everything but the kids' room
I walk out the bank like the men's room
I got paper like I'm a Tribune
I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
Cum all over her face, now her skin smooth
