letra de break the bank - nle choppa
[intro]
(d-mn dior)
i don’t even [?]
[?] saying
[verse 1]
soaking wet, silhouette, pictures that capture her
keep it in my wallet, lookin’ at it while i’m out in public
flesh of flesh, breath of breath, we are one wit’ each other
we come from nothin’, so it’s only right i give you sum’
all the love you would need, you my drugs, simple things, like a hug
give a buzz when you blush
holidays be your fate, but this gift just because
i say this gift just because, i’m a giver
give her gifts everyday, christmas
its her, pick her up, kiss her, thеn d-ck her
[?] on her, fist her, i finna bеnd her
what’s on yo’ agenda, can i eat it fo’ dinner?
ease the tension, yo’ physique what i’m pleasin’
every season i keep a cc’s, got it seasoned
your friends tend to hate up on you ’cause i keep you decent
diamonds is a girl’s best friend, it’s all you needin’
so here, 100k in both yo’ ears, listen here
[chorus]
i don’t wanna hear complaints, when you up at the bank
get whatever you can think, with whatever picture i’ma paint
yeah
and my back through the rain, don’t let my feelings die in pain
no
i don’t wanna hear complaints, when you up at the bank
[verse 2]
soothin’ yo’ mood and since spine whippin’ yo’ back
deep breaths, relax, massaging you before we s-x
with my tongue down your spine, give you chills when i do that
take yo’ ass, bite that, pull yo’ hair, grip yo’ neck
bite your lips when you moan, i’ma grunt from the back
and to the front, gotta make that face for nothin’
bring you closer when you cummin’, tight grip that keep on punchin’
and your [?] say i came too, when you seek sum’ i dont know, but i do know
she know that i’ma go hard for her on the bed, on the floor, kitchen counter or the stove
goin’ hard ’bout her beef, till you play, we mop a hoe
going hard ’bout your bank account, i’m tryin’ to see them hoes
give her business over [?], and let her own reflect the growth
i been breadwinning b-tch, i need a breadwinner too
and my plans, i ain’t clueless, shoot that, that’s how supposed to do
f-ck they chromes, when we shot, comin’ fo’ the whole fool
hol’ up, look
[chorus]
i don’t wanna hear complaints, when you up at the bank
get whatever you can think, with whatever picture i’ma paint
yeah
and my back through the rain, don’t let my feelings die in pain
no
i don’t wanna hear complaints, when you up at the bank
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