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Correct Top Of The Bank Lyrics
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Peewee Longway
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Correct Top Of The Bank
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[Intro] Longway blues, nigga Huh, we got the blues, the BB King way The CC King way Huh, sittin' on top of the bank, nigga [Chorus] Sittin' on top of the bank Watchin' the time roll away I left my home in Georgia (In Georgia, yeah) Headed for the 'Frisco Bay (The 'Frisco Bay) We come for the weight, four forty-eights (We come for the weight) We come for the weight, four forty-eights (We come for the weight) From the safe to the Wraith, put that bitch back in play Yeah, she just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh [Verse 1] Longway Gnarls Barkley Trap in my Charles Barkleys Went through them Bob Barkers Now we at Bill Harper See through my Gucci goggles Four-four-eight role model Yes sir, she gon' swallow Superhead her role model I wish you would've jumped on the way Watchin' the time roll away, too late I left my home in Georgia (In Georgia, yeah) Headed for the 'Frisco Bay (The 'Frisco Bay) Dark shades on like I'm Stevie today I don't wanna see it, let me feel it like Ray Diamonds on my neck, they LED, they Bluray From the safe to the Wraith, put that bitch back in play Longway, bitch [Chorus] Sittin' on top of the bank Watchin' the time roll away I left my home in Georgia (In Georgia, yeah) Headed for the 'Frisco Bay (The 'Frisco Bay) We come for the weight, four forty-eights (We come for the weight) We come for the weight, four forty-eights (We come for the weight) From the safe to the Wraith, put that bitch back in play Yeah, she just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh [Verse 2] Three-one on my stomach EB in my date dial (Ice) Longway, boy got two styles She wanna fuck my PayPal She wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She wanna suck me loose Sittin' on the bank, I'm cool-ooh-ooh Now she wanna call me boo Jimmy Choo, Jet Leathers, and my peacock Rollie blue Trap house back in Georgia sell a hundred on the cool Left my home in Georgia (In Georgia, yeah) Foreign back to back, we with Ferrari peekaboo Leave the lot smellin' like some damn dumpster juice Everybody got that shit on, everybody countin' them blues BB King, CC King, neighborhoods en route .223, N16, extendo, ain't gon' snooze, Longway, bitch [Chorus] Sittin' on top of the bank Watchin' the time roll away I left my home in Georgia (In Georgia, yeah) Headed for the 'Frisco Bay (The 'Frisco Bay) We come for the weight, four forty-eights (We come for the weight) We come for the weight, four forty-eights (We come for the weight) From the safe to the Wraith, put that bitch back in play Yeah, she just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna suck me too-ooh-ooh She just wanna fuck me too-ooh-ooh [Outro] Long live CC King I do this shit for the old and the young, man And the in-between, you understand me? Got the blues, man Swagged out, ooh Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh Longway CC King
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