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letra de bank tella - slimeroni

[intro]
mmm
my ho gon’ do whatever i tell her
that ho my bank teller
(ninja world)
she do what i want and i do whatever
yeah, that b-tch know better
uh
ayy
slime, ho
[chorus]
uh, my ho gon’ do whatever i tell her
that ho my bank teller (you heard me)
she do what i want and i do whatever
yeah, that b-tch know better (yeah, she know)
treat me like a king like her name coretta
i call her my go-getter (she go)
i keep me a n-gga and, yeah, he a stepper
but don’t rep none of them letters (woo)

[verse 1]
uh, love me a thug, eat the p-ssy with a ski mask (eat it)
eat it from the back, turn around, grab my knees back (ooh)
don’t go tellin’ all your friends, ho, i mean that (shh)
textin’ my phone, i act like i don’t see that (what?)
bad-ass b-tch from the south and she stout (she stout)
that ho what i want and the money en route (you heard?)
she know she my ho, i’m a player, no doubt (yup)
i kick the b-tch out if she want me for clout (bye, ho)

[chorus]
uh, my ho gon’ do whatever i tell her
that ho my bank teller (cha-ching)
she do what i want and i do whatever (yeah)
yeah, that b-tch know better (come here, baby)
treat me like a king like her name coretta
i call her my go-getter (you heard me)
i keep me a n-gga and, yeah, he a stepper
but don’t rep none of them letters (uh-huh)
[verse 2]
i’m actin’ different
takin’ hoes bare face, i’m mackin’ different (woowee)
you ain’t cashin’, did it? (yeah)
i got bars for days like b-tches in prison (got bars for days)
i ain’t doin’ no kissin’ (nope)
just give me a l!ck, i ain’t talkin’ no mission
read the terms and conditions (huh?)
oh, you tryna f-ck off? ho, you need my permission (b-tch)
i tell my hoes jump and they reach for the stars (for the stars)
i’m breakin’ these b-tches just like my cigars (break)
i’m pluckin’ these n-ggas just like a guitar (ugh, yeah)
i’m drivin’ you crazy, but don’t got a car (skrrt)
the p up in memphis, it’s in me, you dig? (you dig?)
won’t fight over n-ggas [?][1:30] (bye)
stay taxin’ these n-ggas, treat ’em like a cig (uh)
keep runnin’ my game, hoes be thinkin’ it’s rigged (ayy, ayy)

[chorus]
my ho gon’ do whatever i tell her
that ho my bank teller (she on go)
she do what i want and i do whatever (yeah)
yeah, that b-tch know better (yeah, she know)
treat me like a king like her name coretta
i call her my go-getter (hey, baby)
i keep me a n-gga and, yeah, he a stepper
but don’t rep none of them letters (yeah, b-tch)

- slimeroni

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