Ant Banks

Ant Banks - Cutaluff songtekst

Je score:



Dr. Dre


Yo yo yo, what's up, this is Dr. Dre


And we doin "Big Thangs"


With my nigga Ant Banks from the BomBay


Yo drop some shit on 'em...

Slink Capone


Now picture me, inebriated and livin' lavish in Paris


In the summer it's uncountable numbers, steadily makin' cabbage


Havin' seasonal vacations, only eighty degrees


Got three bitches in the swimmin' pool that's waitin' for me


But I can't let 'em be my downfall, they so seductive


Clock my money first then I'll call, can't ever trust 'em


Many niggaz that died died at the hands of a diva


But you can fuck 'em and feed 'em, Slink Capone don't need 'em


I'd rather live like Ebenezer with the house on the hills


Let my cup runneth over my shoulders 'til it spills


And fold bills, 'cause livin' life broke is constant misery


I'd rather smoke weed on my boat and sip on Hennessy


The federalies, they got a scope on my float


Barcodes on my dome, shoot to kill Slink Capone


If it's on it's on, let's get it goin' in the fifty states


Onetime can't touch me, I'm legit in the Cutaluff

Chorus


Keep your eyes on the prize


Your hustle in disguise


(Get yo' money player)


Rumors, tales and lies


Watch for jealous eyes


(Coolin' in the Cutaluff)


Keep your eyes on the prize


Your hustle in disguise


Rumors, tales and lies


Watch for jealous eyes


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