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Yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah Slip into the room like a [?] Impalas coming up the avenue by the two It was twenty cars in the crew You know we gettin' loot, it ain't hard to tell We stacking that mail, the real will prevail Sure, them snakes will reveal their scales Try to blend in as your friends and pals I don't need them, they won't see me fail But all of my podnas, we on top still Closing them deals, chopping up mills Signed and sealed, check in the envelope [?] a car tonight, we gon' see how fast that this go, hustling for more Too busy playing the game for the glory To worry 'bout the scope But I know one thing absolutely sure We did the money dance in the Bentley store I got an eye for the hundreds and a fast car A passport, an ounce full of killer in the bag We mad smart, showed up hella high Dress sharp, front row, game four at the playoffs Money in the bank ain't safe at all Money in the bank any day could be lost I still believe in the shoebox law SongtexteI could put your life savings in the sock drawer I buy a house, I'ma gut out the wall I buy a house, I'ma dig up the yard Deep freezer in the garage, a hundred large Cold cash, yeah Aus Songtexte Mania