Piggy Bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Man, I'll get at you, my knife cuts your skin

I'll get at you, blow shots at your man

I'll get at you, 2Pac don't pretend

I'll get at you, I'll put that to an end

That damn shit is old, don't be screamin "Get at Me Dog"

Have you runnin' for your life when I match ya part

I get to waving that semi like it's legal

A lil' nigga hurt his arm, lettin' off that Eagle, you know me

Black on black Bentley, big ol' black 9

I'll clap your monkey-ass, yeah, black-on-black crime

Big ol' chrome rims gleam, you know how I shine

C'mon on man, you know how I shine

I'm in the hood, in the drop, Teflon vinyl top

Got a 100 guns, a 100 clips, why I don't hear no shots?

That fat nigga thought "Lean Back" was "In Da Club"

My shit sold 11 mill', his shit was a dud

Jada' don't fuck with me, if you wanna eat

'Cause I'll do yo' little ass like Jay did Mobb Deep

Yeah, homie in New York niggas like your vocals

But that's only New York dawg, yo' ass is local

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money

Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money

Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money

Yeah, yeah, yeah, get more money, more money

Banks' shit, sells, Buck's shit, sells

Game shit, sells, I'm rich as hell

Shyne poppin' off his mouth from a cell

He don't want it with me, he in PC

I could have a nigga run up on him with a shank

For just a few pennies out my piggy bank

Yayo bring the condoms, I'm in Room 203

Freak bitch look like Kim before the surgery

It's an emergency, for Michael Jackson see

Looked at a picture and says she looks like me

Kelis said her milkshake bring all the boys to the yard

Then Nas went, and tattooed the bitch on his arm

I mean like way out in Cali niggas know you, cuz

First thing they say about you is you's a sucker for love

This is chess not checkers, these are warning shots

After your next move I'll give you what I got

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Clickity-clank, clickity-clank

The money goes into my piggy bank

Yeah, yeah, get more money, more money

Yeah, yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah, yeah, yeah get more money, more money

Yeah, yeah, yeah get more money, more money

When I get at you, I'll punch out your grill

I'll get at you, let off that blue steel

I'll get at you, nigga, I'm for real

I'll get at you, could get yo' ass killed

Yeah

Yeah

Hahahaha

Ya'll niggas gotta do somethin' now man

All that shoot 'em up shit ya'll be talking

You gotta do something, baby

I mean, I mean come on man everybody's listening

Nigga everybody's listening

Hahahaha

I know you ain't gon' just let 50 do you like that

I mean damn rep your hood, nigga

Nigga, you hard, right?

Pop off

Yayo give my orders to my niggas on the phone

And tell the niggas I said grip up

Niggas got a green light on these monkies

Hahahaha