Sly & Robbie
Sly & Robbie - Bank Job lyrics
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Bank job (Bank job, bank job) Jamaican Freaky, freaky Get with it We're hit all the major cities and become a pop act And no-one will even know, that some of us are black We'll break all kinds of records;? make the man will remember me? Oh in an exseckutive world, with diamond rings on all our feet Birds don't do it, bees don't do it We are the only ones that fall in love Dogs don't do it, cats don't do it We are the only ones that fall in love Bank job (Bank job) I'm having mixed emotions about these feelings that I'm having (Feelings that I'm having) Feeling so unsure about the product that I'm selling (Bank job) Trying to keep my shape while my body? wins and wanes? By believing in myself? as the least that makes your help? And by believing in it all the kids are gonna learn Like cash on the street makes a living hard to earn With a smile on my face and a dollar in my hand You're my only way out is if you let me be your band Here we go,??????????, dead to ill, ill,??????????, kill bill makes a,??????????, Jack, Jack, dead to Gill, Gill ??????????, freak, freak, rock for yo, yo, most with the rhymer,? most worth the fun, fun, bust? with the rhythm Chuck, Chuck, some, some, L kill Jill, what's your deal, deal, but A to bugger Lil went down to nil, nil Dowser, check, check, bump that freak, freak, rock, rock, click, click, it's? Oprah Winfrey?, hop, hop, hip pop Don't do don't, don't, rock to the rhythm and you? sink your rope, rope? We're hit all the major cities and become a pop act And no-one will even know, that some of us are black We'll break all kinds of records;? make the man will remember me? Oh in an exseckutive world, with diamond rings on all our feet What you do, old freak, freak, oh, oh, chic, chic, unless this part to the party is? cheap, cheap? You keep on??????????, to a dip, dip, oh baby doll now don't the stiff lips, slip, slip, rock, rock Don't dare stop, perform to the riddle that I hit the top, yep baby doll, oh me oh my, the groove is in the rhythm Really my, I tell you why, like the??? of the plan, more def for men, poop to the rhythm that Poop to the phonograph, old freak? and crew?, makes you wanna? la-la?, rock to rhythm, and stop of??? Mission control. attention death command, all checks, all clear Mission control, control, control, control, control, control, control, control