Lirik Lagu I Check My Bank - Sir Mix-A-Lot
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I'm peelin off domes with a baseball batForty four Magnum choice of gatMercury tip fillin up my clipI can shoot him in the dome or I can get him in the hipbut boom look at all the niggaz runnin out the roomJust another soldier causin doomNo I don't bang but I like to wound... my enemyWho is the enemy I'm glad you askedAny motherfucker standin in my pathGot a Bentley Turbo now you wanna jackbut remember, Mack Daddy is strappedAnd when you're platinum, niggaz start dissinRecord companies think you're missinBut I'm back *clap clap (gunfire)*I'm back *clap clap (gunfire)*I'm back and I got a bigger gat *click BOOM*Now the positive rhymes is onnnnAnd I'm positively hittin that domeYou might want mine but you can't get mineRather put a hot nine right up in your behindI'm not the nigga that you wanna recoupAnd I don't wear a Giorgio suitbut I'm down for my business so please don't stepYou heard about my lawfirm's rep, I check my bank
Chorus: DJ Punisher and Sir Mix-a-Lot
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am, rich"Checkin my bank"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am, rich"AhhhI checks my bank"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am, rich"Straight checkin my bank"Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... cash money"
In the magazine I look like a dope mancause I'm paid, and I'm suckin up to no manAnd in the rap game I gets no respectcause I'm checkin more bank than the Heat checkYeah I'm a pimp and my hoe is the systemUncle Sam might think I just dissed himBut nah I'm just pumpin straight factsYou either be a mack, or you get mackedSome of the jealous wanna roll on the bossBut this HK's keepin em tossedCause I duck them deuce deuce treys at point blank range*automatic gunfire* Attitudes get changedI'm about making these dividendsand every motherfucker ain't my friendAnd I check my back when I count my snapsAnd niggaz that snatch get slappedGirls wanna roll, that's coolbut I'm not to be played that foolSome niggaz think a brother with money is slippinbut I've be down, so quit trippinMy goal, to increase the size of this bankI hold, and bring up the brothers whose downto roll, and keep all the shit under my controlThat's how I'm livin, I check my bank
Chorus: DJ Punisher
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money""Clockin more dollars than Chase Manhattan"*repeat 2X*
I check my bank *DJ Punisher starts scratch*C'mon Punish! "Cash money"
A word to the cops, I can't be stoppedA word to my enemies, I don't drop propsA word to the Klan, I don't pick cropsYou can run up with your whip but you'll just run up and get poppedA word to the Tipper, rap won't fallA word to the bourgeoise, fuck all y'allA word to Apartheid you bouts to fallYou can kill a couple brothers but you'll never get us allStraight laced game's what I'm poppin at the new jacksMack Daddy niggaz like to snatch fat sacksI used to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop dimes*Beastie Boys scratch "What's the time?"*It's time to get paid in the nine-two GRecession never stopped a nigga like meI'm breakin no laws but I'm livin on edgePuttin CEO's to bedBusiness, straight yankin in dead presidentsIt's like sellin dope, but the money ain't bentThe game is stiff, but I'ma get mineMy set is a dollar sign, I check my bank
Yup, checkin my bank, fool, ha haYup, I check my bank, sheeitStraight checkin my bankC'mon Punish! *DJ Punisher starts scratchin*Punish em! Punish em!Show these DJ's what time it is PunishPeace out y'all, and I'm checkin my bankI checks my bankI checks my bank, straight paid clownCheckin my bankI checks my bank!
Chorus: DJ Punisher and Sir Mix-a-Lot
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am, rich"Checkin my bank"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am, rich"AhhhI checks my bank"Cash money, cash-cash.. money" "Boom! Here I am, rich"Straight checkin my bank"Cash money, cash-cash-cash-cash.... cash money"
In the magazine I look like a dope mancause I'm paid, and I'm suckin up to no manAnd in the rap game I gets no respectcause I'm checkin more bank than the Heat checkYeah I'm a pimp and my hoe is the systemUncle Sam might think I just dissed himBut nah I'm just pumpin straight factsYou either be a mack, or you get mackedSome of the jealous wanna roll on the bossBut this HK's keepin em tossedCause I duck them deuce deuce treys at point blank range*automatic gunfire* Attitudes get changedI'm about making these dividendsand every motherfucker ain't my friendAnd I check my back when I count my snapsAnd niggaz that snatch get slappedGirls wanna roll, that's coolbut I'm not to be played that foolSome niggaz think a brother with money is slippinbut I've be down, so quit trippinMy goal, to increase the size of this bankI hold, and bring up the brothers whose downto roll, and keep all the shit under my controlThat's how I'm livin, I check my bank
Chorus: DJ Punisher
"Cash money, cash-cash.. money""Clockin more dollars than Chase Manhattan"*repeat 2X*
I check my bank *DJ Punisher starts scratch*C'mon Punish! "Cash money"
A word to the cops, I can't be stoppedA word to my enemies, I don't drop propsA word to the Klan, I don't pick cropsYou can run up with your whip but you'll just run up and get poppedA word to the Tipper, rap won't fallA word to the bourgeoise, fuck all y'allA word to Apartheid you bouts to fallYou can kill a couple brothers but you'll never get us allStraight laced game's what I'm poppin at the new jacksMack Daddy niggaz like to snatch fat sacksI used to be nice with my rhymes, and now I drop dimes*Beastie Boys scratch "What's the time?"*It's time to get paid in the nine-two GRecession never stopped a nigga like meI'm breakin no laws but I'm livin on edgePuttin CEO's to bedBusiness, straight yankin in dead presidentsIt's like sellin dope, but the money ain't bentThe game is stiff, but I'ma get mineMy set is a dollar sign, I check my bank
Yup, checkin my bank, fool, ha haYup, I check my bank, sheeitStraight checkin my bankC'mon Punish! *DJ Punisher starts scratchin*Punish em! Punish em!Show these DJ's what time it is PunishPeace out y'all, and I'm checkin my bankI checks my bankI checks my bank, straight paid clownCheckin my bankI checks my bank!
