Mr.Bankman Lyrics

Hey Mr. Bankman, are you Ready to deal?

Grab a coffee, it's part of the Real.

I need a ride that's smooth And fine,

So come on, Mr. Bankman, Let's sign that line.

The other Chevy's not on Paper, it's in her name,

Winter's coming, stay calm, No need to be lame.

Don't be shy, just hand me The keys,

With the right wheels, I'll Drive round with ease.

If you don't grant me that Shiny new loan,

I'll just spend it on beer and Stumble home.

So what's it gonna be, a ride Or a brew?

Help me out, and I'll toast to You!

Not asking for much, just Round twenty five grand,

With big o'l tires, I'll Conquer this land.

A Ford or Chevy, either will Do,

But a new ride's what I'm Asking you.

Leather seats and lights that Gleam,

A V8 engine, fulfill my Dream.

If you're feeling generous, Make it a Hemi,

I'll be cruising in style, Looking plenty.

If you don't grant me that Shiny new loan,

I'll just spend it on beer and Stumble home.

So what's it gonna be, a ride Or a brew?

Help me out, and I'll toast to You!

Mr. Bankman, check my Credit score,

Got a small tab, but nothing More.

I'll pay you back, right on Time,

Long as that truck is mine, All mine.

If you don't grant me that Shiny new loan,

I'll just spend it on beer and Stumble home.

So what's it gonna be, a ride Or a brew?

Help me out, and I'll toast to You!

Think it over, don't delay,

Let's seal this deal before The end of the day.

I'll cherish that car or crack A cold one,

Mr. Bankman, what'll it be? Come on!