Da Bank Day Busta

got know money
and you want love
want the hell you
thinkin of
yo' Momma say
you ah joke
cause yo' is dumb
and you is broke
friday comin and you want sum ass
so you ask yo' Momma for
cash
get dressed up like you
goin sum where
talk to people
who act like they care
ussa chump.....
break azz chump.....
wallet empty
and you on yo' stomp....
wait until you get yo' welfare check
maybve then you
get sum respect
bank day
bank day
rubba tubba tea key
translated she said it to me
bank day busta don't get no love
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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