Текст (слова) песни: Sir Mix A Lot - I Check My Bank

I`m peelin off domes with a baseball bat
Forty four Magnum choice of gat
Mercury tip fillin up my clip
I can shoot him in the dome or I can get him in the hip
but boom look at all the niggaz runnin out the room
Just another soldier causin doom
No I don`t bang but I like to wound... my enemy
Who is the enemy I`m glad you asked
Any motherfucker standin in my path
Got a Bentley Turbo now you wanna jack
but remember, Mack Daddy is strapped
And when you`re platinum, niggaz start dissin
Record companies think you`re missin
But 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 onnnn
And I`m positively hittin that dome
You might want mine but you can`t get mine
Rather put a hot nine right up in your behind
I`m not the nigga that you wanna recoup
And I don`t wear a Giorgio suit
but I`m down for my business so please don`t step
You 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 man
cause I`m paid, and I`m suckin up to no man
And in the rap game I gets no respect
cause I`m checkin more bank than the Heat check
Yeah I`m a pimp and my hoe is the system
Uncle Sam might think I just dissed him
But nah I`m just pumpin straight facts
You either be a mack, or you get macked
Some of the jealous wanna roll on the boss
But this HK`s keepin em tossed
Cause I duck them deuce deuce treys at point blank range
*automatic gunfire* Attitudes get changed
I`m about making these dividends
and every motherfucker ain`t my friend
And I check my back when I count my snaps
And niggaz that snatch get slapped
Girls wanna roll, that`s cool
but I`m not to be played that fool
Some niggaz think a brother with money is slippin
but I`ve be down, so quit trippin
My goal, to increase the size of this bank
I hold, and bring up the brothers whose down
to roll, and keep all the shit under my control
That`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 stopped
A word to my enemies, I don`t drop props
A word to the Klan, I don`t pick crops
You can run up with your whip but you`ll just run up and get popped
A word to the Tipper, rap won`t fall
A word to the bourgeoise, fuck all y`all
A word to Apartheid you bouts to fall
You can kill a couple brothers but you`ll never get us all
Straight laced game`s what I`m poppin at the new jacks
Mack Daddy niggaz like to snatch fat sacks
I 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 G
Recession never stopped a nigga like me
I`m breakin no laws but I`m livin on edge
Puttin CEO`s to bed
Business, straight yankin in dead presidents
It`s like sellin dope, but the money ain`t bent
The game is stiff, but I`ma get mine
My set is a dollar sign, I check my bank

Yup, checkin my bank, fool, ha ha
Yup, I check my bank, sheeit
Straight checkin my bank
C`mon Punish! *DJ Punisher starts scratchin*
Punish em! Punish em!
Show these DJ`s what time it is Punish
Peace out y`all, and I`m checkin my bank
I checks my bank
I checks my bank, straight paid clown
Checkin my bank
I checks my bank!

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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 man cause I`m paid, and I`m suckin up to no man And in the rap game I gets no respect cause I`m checkin more bank than the Heat check Yeah I`m a pimp and my hoe is the system Uncle Sam might think I just dissed him But nah I`m just pumpin straight facts You either be a mack, or you get macked Some of the jealous wanna roll on the boss But this HK`s keepin em tossed Cause I duck them deuce deuce treys at point blank range automatic gunfire Attitudes get changed I`m about making these dividends and every motherfucker ain`t my friend And I check my back when I count my snaps And niggaz that snatch get slapped Girls wanna roll, that`s cool but I`m not to be played that fool Some niggaz think a brother with money is slippin but I`ve be down, so quit trippin My goal, to increase the size of this bank I hold, and bring up the brothers whose down to roll, and keep all the shit under my control That`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 stopped A word to my enemies, I don`t drop props A word to the Klan, I don`t pick crops You can run up with your whip but you`ll just run up and get popped A word to the Tipper, rap won`t fall A word to the bourgeoise, fuck all y`all A word to Apartheid you bouts to fall You can kill a couple brothers but you`ll never get us all Straight laced game`s what I`m poppin at the new jacks Mack Daddy niggaz like to snatch fat sacks I 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 G Recession never stopped a nigga like me I`m breakin no laws but I`m livin on edge Puttin CEO`s to bed Business, straight yankin in dead presidents It`s like sellin dope, but the money ain`t bent The game is stiff, but I`ma get mine My set is a dollar sign, I check my bank Yup, checkin my bank, fool, ha ha Yup, I check my bank, sheeit Straight checkin my bank C`mon Punish! DJ Punisher starts scratchin Punish em! Punish em! Show these DJ`s what time it is Punish Peace out y`all, and I`m checkin my bank I checks my bank I checks my bank, straight paid clown Checkin my bank I checks my bank! Нравится песня? 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