To The Bank lyrics - Lil Wayne & Cool & Dre

 I'm Trice Medical

Piss on my bizonal, spittin' 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 scrimmagin'

These niggas can't see me, no imagery

My pockets so fat, they hemorrhagin'

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 diggin' this shit

Big Tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds

Shoot up everything but the kids room, I walk out 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

Ho-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 like 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 golf with balloons

Yeah, I make your heart, "Boom-boom-boom"

Yeah, I break her heart like the rules, yeah

Wait, I'm livin' the dream, livin' the dream

Sippin' the lean

Give me a beam

Feelin' surreal

I'm here with the queen

She here for a ring, I'm killin' her dreams

I'm killin' the scene

A nigga a king, they kissin' the ring

Yea, bling and the bling

Drippin' red bean, I'm with the regime

We finna rage against the machine

I'm Trice Medical

Piss on my bizonal, spittin' 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 scrimmagin'

These niggas can't see me, no imagery

My pockets so fat, they hemorrhagin'

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 diggin' this shit

Big Tune, I lick shots, them niggas lick wounds

Shoot up everything but the kids room, I walk out 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