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coke... WE GON SELL DOPE
Ain't no money sellin' dope... WE GON SELL X
And if niggaz won't by the X... WE GON SELL TECS

(Lloyd Banks)
My advice for
Andrew Lloyd Webber is doing the lights
It's twice a night for twenty-five nights
One more litle line, then everyone back to mine
Jesus in Vegas, taking
[Lloyd Banks]
I'm tired of you niggas with your maybe beef
We gonna be here forever, you're temporary like baby teeth
I'm in and out the night clubs,
[Lloyd Banks]
Around here them boys, them don't play
You can hear the sound of gunspray e'ryday
I give two fucks bout what a bird say
Playboy Don do
Look you right in the eyes and tell ya "we don't know who did it"
Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police
The feins up all night
[Intro - Lloyd Banks]
Yeah!
Aye yo 50
They don't do it like us nigga
Yeah!

[Chorus]
I'm so fly, I got money
So that's good enough reason to buy
Yea
Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo

Yea
Niggas salute me
Uh huh

We takin over this shit

(50 Cent)

Yo

G Unit

G Unit soldiers
(gun cocks)
New York City!
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks! G Unit!

[Chorus]
We on fire, up in here
It's burning hot, we on fire
She'll
[Talking]
New York City
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks
G-Unit

[Chorus:]
We on fire
Up in here, it's burning hot
We on fire
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what tune
the coffee
Load that truck and be on your way

Friday night you can drive to Vegas
Maybe this time you will win
Buy a trailer by the river
And you won’t have
something
When your alone late at night in the bed
Just you and her under the covers
You're only allowed three great women in your life

(Is it better
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what
money
I keep it 100
Dats why you keep comin right back

[Chorus: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at night
Cause dat otha niggah ain't lovin you right
Just
myself
I'm gonna do it all by myself

Mozart didn’t need a little hack to chart
Warhol didn’t need to ask De Kooning about art
Frank Lloyd Wright
it right
Don't make a ass outta yourself, by assumin
My music keeps you movin, what are you provin?
You know that I'm two levels above you baby
Hug
drinkin' (got me a bottle)
E&J sippin' (got me a bottle)
Champaigne drinkin' (got me a bottle)

[Lloyd Banks]
I'm gettin' tipsy off a bottle of Bacardi
the eyes and yell ya "we don't know who did it"
Corrupted by street corner by shootin' at the police
The fiends up all night and the neighbors gettin' no
(repeat 6x) 

(50 Cent) 
I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up 

(Lloyd Banks) 
Right now my life movin to fast to stop and pray 
See every now
(got me a bottle)
E&J sippin' (got me a bottle)
Champaigne drinkin' (got me a bottle)

[Lloyd Banks]
I'm gettin' tipsy off a bottle of Bacardi
Wit'
{Olivia} 
I make it hot 

{Lloyd} 
G-Unit 

{Olivia} 
I make it hot 

{Lloyd} 
Olivia, let's go 
What's up ladies, I'm back baby 
The boy
night long

Girl whats it gonna take to have u close to me right by my side where u suppose to be they start to notice u when they notice me and u can
on the night
On the sofa or the floor, hoe chokin off the mic
Like Banks I don't usually do, well they usually do
And they'll all learn to like it you get used
maid cried no, lucky she was blind fold.
Naked wit, mad burn marks, all on her thighs yo.
Twelve point five million, he kept his funds in the Lloyd's
on

[Chorus: Lloyd]
When at home all alone at night
Cause that other nigga ain't loving you rite
Just call me
Girl I can put it down (down)
You spending