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Red-bone (Girls)
Lamborghini (Toys)
Take it to the floor, Cause i know how to handle ya
I don't wanna be ya man i wanna be ya manager

[Chorus: Lloyd
(Now)
G-Unit nigga's is runnin' this shit (Now)
If you ain't reppin where you from-Sit Down!

[Verse - Lloyd Banks]
By now I know you done seen me
the floor
Let the bodies hit the floor

Skin against skin, blood and bone
You're all by yourself but you're not alone
You wanted in now you're here
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
wit a A-Town bounce
Mix in all in together watch a hit drop out
See we started from the kitchen, from the bed
To the couch
Gave her forty five
the soul outta hero
I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried
besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry
You can't tame Lloyd
the yard
Where they’d drink a toast to Seagram’s
Seagram’s never went down hard

Won’t you wake up, Uncle Lloyd
Got a lot of work today
We’ll get Don to make
tinted, artillery when I'm in it
Whip it in the kitchen before Hillary became a Clinton
Assholes by nature, cash flow was major
In the old school, or M
a stop by the barber; you can hit the shops in the harbor
Then get the chops or the lobster
Prime on twelve, dinner for dos
We begin with a toast, end
It's a miracle
We cower in our shelters
With our hands over our ears
Lloyd-Webber's awful stuff

Runs for years and years and years
An earthquake hits
Another Miracle
By the grace of God Almighty
And the pressures of the marketplace
The human race has civilized itself

It's a miracle
We've got
Artist: DJ Envy f/ G-Unit (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks)
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   What Goes Around
Typed by: x2pacalypsehalx@hotmail.com *

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Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary
You can't tame Lloyd, smokin by the big screen
You changin the channel looks like I'm playin
surrounded by crooks

[Young Buck]
There once was some niggas that tried to murder me
I hit em up, put em in plastic surgery
This 4-5 has made a lot
by the rules reapply
Creeps low wit cruise control when I'm high
Brand new 22 shoes on the ride
Gotta get blatta tatted
Hit up green rise

[Hook]
the soul outta hero
I'ma break 'fore I lay on the floor buried
besides, every rapper ain't a star, and every plaid ain't Burberry
You can't tame Lloyd
Artist: DJ Envy f/ G-Unit (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks)
Album:  Blok Party Vol. 1
Song:   What Goes Around
Typed by: x2pacalypsehalx@hotmail.com *

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[50 Cent]

Yeah! 50 Cent.. Lloyd Banks.. Young Buck...
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!

[Young Buc]

Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas
do it in da A, get wild, get crunk, get low, ery'body get on da floor(O ma ima make you say) datz jus how we do it in da A

Verse 2:
I hit da club itz
do it in da A, get wild, get crunk, get low, ery'body get on da floor(O ma ima make you say) datz jus how we do it in da A

Verse 2:
I hit da club itz
do it in da A, get wild, get crunk, get low, ery'body get on da floor(O ma ima make you say) datz jus how we do it in da A

Verse 2:
I hit da club itz
It's elementary

[Lloyd Banks]
1,2,3,4
[50 Cent]
Lloyd Banks' in the house
[Lloyd Banks]
Now get the fuck on the floor
I slid through the front door
With
court 
And light up around the world just to hear you scream 

Blown away by fame 
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor 
Never learn in faith
chord
They line up around the world just to hear you scream

Blown away by fame
We could all feel the shotgun hit the floor
Never mind in faith if