笨小笨BREAK THE BANK歌词由NLE Choppa演唱，出自专辑《Cottonwood 2 (Deluxe 2.0)》，下面是《BREAK THE BANK》完整版歌词！
BREAK THE BANK歌词完整版
BREAK THE BANK - NLE Choppa
Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Diorr
D**n Dior
I don't even
Saying
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 d**gs 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 then d**k her
On her fist her I finna bend 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
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
Soothin' yo' mood and since spine whippin' yo' back
Deep breaths relax massaging you before we sex
With my tongue down your spine give you chills when I do that
Take yo' a*s 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 don't 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 h*e
Going hard 'bout your bank account I'm tryin' to see them h*es
Give her business over and let her own reflect the growth
I been breadwinning b***h I need a breadwinner too
And my plans I ain't clueless shoot that that's how supposed to do
F**k they chromes when we shot comin' fo' the whole fool
Hol' up look
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
