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what is it - robb bank$ lyrics

[verse 1]
(i need)
therapy and zoloft instead of ecstasy, that’s the two main things
fix yo’ priorities, you steady askin’ me ’bout whips and chains
(how much you pay me?)
treat me like a slave, it’s the r. kelly in yo’ veins
all ’em police games, no twelve plates, subtract that sh*t by eight
baby, where’s the foreplay? baby, where’s the foreplay?
you got like five, six bodies but i overlooked yo’ wh0re days
i looked you in yo’ eyes, i looked past between yo’ thighs
i tried to focus on yo’ mind but thе harsh truth, don’t nothin’ change

[break]
run that sh*t back
rule number onе, get that money (hi)
hood rich, 430
yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, woah*oh, ayy, n*gga

[chorus]
is it my car or my clothes that got all these b*tches on go?
or my style, or how i roll, that make these hoes want to f*ck for sure?

[verse 2]
maybe ’cause i’m trim and [?]
look how they did it, not like fem’
n*gga, i ain’t nothin’ like, nothin’ like ’em, n*gga
watch me hit it wit’ a hammer on their head, ayy
twenty naked strippers bitin’ on my pillow
blow it like a whistle, f*ck her once and
f*ck, i’m in this [?], scale is off the richter
dawg got more juice than me, sure, n*gga
n*gga, i’m a snapper, i’m a slider, i’m a broward country fla survivor
ride, hop on it, baby, show me my opponent
[chorus]
is it my car or my clothes that got all these b*tches on go?
or my style, or how i roll, that make these hoes want to f*ck for sure?
is it my car or my clothes that got all these b*tches on go?
or my style, or how i roll, that make these hoes want to f*ck for sure, n*gga?

[outro]
get that money

- robb bank lyrics

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