Lyrics To The Bank - Lil Wayne feat. Cool & Dre

I'm twisting medicinal
Pissing medicinal, spitting that clinical
I'm in the delivery room, pockets pregnant, bitch tryna clip the umbilical
I ain't simple or typical, gen' or general
Nigga, I'm nuts, no genitals
I fell in love with them chemicals
I bust a few nuts and she swim in 'em

These niggas act tough and they feminine
Play no games, nigga, not even scrimmaging
These niggas can't see me, no imagery
My pockets so fat, they hemorrhaging
Damn, that's an injury
I gotta keep the same energy
My soda pink with that remedy
I can't rest in peace 'cause they digging me, shit

Big Tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds
Shoot up everything but the kids room
I walk out to the bank like the men's room
I got paper like I'm a tribune
I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
Cum all over her face, now, her skin smooth

Hoe-ass nigga, camel toe-ass nigga
Pantyhose-ass nigga
Candy store-ass nigga
Sweet and sourdough-ass nigga
Don't know how it go-ass nigga
I'm a giant, I'ma come, and thump, fee-fi and fo that nigga

Wait, I'm a baboon, I'm a tycoon
Bitch, it's Lil' Tune, elephant in the room
I'm the shit, the perfume, I'm the salt in the wound
And, I walk on the moon, it's like carpet to Tune
I thought you was a goon, well, take off the costume
You soft as balloons, I play darts with balloons
Yeah, I make your heart, "Boom-boom-boom"
Yeah, I break her heart like the rules, yeah

Wait, I'm living the dream, living the dream
Sipping the lean, give me a beam
Feeling serene, I'm here with the queen
She here for a ring, I'm killing her dreams
I'm killing the scene, a nigga a king
They kissin' the ring, it blingity-bling
Drippin', ravine, I'm with the regime
We finna rage against the machine

I'm twisting medicinal
Sipping medicinal, spitting that clinical
I'm in the delivery room, pockets pregnant, bitch tryna clip the umbilical
I ain't simple or typical, gen' or general
Nigga, I'm nuts, no genitals
I fell in love with them chemicals
I bust a few nuts and she swim in 'em

These niggas act tough and they feminine
Play no games, nigga, not even scrimmaging
These niggas can't see me, no imagery
My pockets so fat, they hemorrhaging
Damn, that's an injury
I gotta keep the same energy
My soda pink with that remedy
I can't rest in peace 'cause they digging me, shit

Big Tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds
Shoot up everything but the kids room
I walk out to the bank like the men's room
I got paper like I'm a tribune
I fly a bitch out like a witch broom
I run in her mouth like some gym shoes
Cum all over her face, now, her skin smooth