Bank Account

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

You like to take a sip of Henny
You like to take a sip of soda
You wanna ride up in a Bentley
And travel out to a pagoda
But something always got you stressing
And something always got you worried
Can never count up all your blessings
Cuz you can't find them if they're buried, yeah
And I know that it feels you can never catch a break
You were never playing with the right team
Cuz I know what you need and I got it on a plate
You ain't never had nobody like me

Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account
Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account
Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account

Yo eyes and yo hair and yo lips and yo waist
Got me fiending for you, can I just get a taste
Yo eyes and yo hair and yo lips and yo waist
Got me fiending for you, can I just get a taste of you

You got some troubles, been stressing over your business
I'm down to be your stress relief and be the one that's hittin' this
You get it like you a mistress, in slow-mo or with swiftness
In lace the color of Christmas while you take a sip of this citrus
Is you with this? I'll change your life so don't blink or miss quickness
I'm jackpoting, you hit this, go tell your boss that you quit this
Come hurry out, that two-piece for that beach life get buried out
Them dollar signs got your eyes blurred out

Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account
Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account
Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account
Shorty forget bout what you worry bout
Just put this ice on like it's flurry out
I wanna be all that you think about
Girl let me put you on my bank account

Yo eyes and yo hair and yo lips and yo waist
Got me fiending for you, can I just get a taste
Yo eyes and yo hair and yo lips and yo waist
Got me fiending for you, can I just get a taste of you



Credits
Writer(s): Frederick Jenkins
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