Lyrics:
Yeah! 50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Young Buck
G G G G G-Unit! Haha!
Vacate your home I come to brake your bones
Americas nightmare we at it again
a foreign whip
My trap boomin' like Bloomingdale's
A long line like you at the Ritz
Got bank like Lloyd, Yayo like Tony
But won't give you 50 cent
Red rubies
weight
Lets play big bank take little bank
Big weight I got big weight
Lets play big bank take little bank
I gotta say that this an awesome day
Ran off
big bank take little bank
Day ones
I just wanna say thank you cause you have always been my day 1
And I swear at times it feels like your the only one
Yea, this somethin special why'know, somethin' epic
Lloyd Banks, you know
'Cause a nigga thuggin' don't mean he don't
Wanna see you smile baby
Woo,
Good Sex
Now watch this climax
I'll take it to the next level
Come on
(Yeah) Lloyd Banks!
There's a lot of product out there
But I'm the pure
go
(Lloyd Banks) I don't give a fuck
If your favorite rapper dies
To me that's my spot
I'll celebrate his burial and eat at IHOP
(yeah) i've been
Olivia, Lloyd Banks and Young Buck and shit doing an interview
And that's time when I was kicked out of G-Unit and that was news to me and shit
'Cause you
the banks for your river
(Oh, ooh) I'll be the banks for your river
Baby, I ain't saying that you need my help
But you don't have to do it all by
fifty
I get money but my name ain't Fifty
Went to the Lloyd Bank, took out a Yung Buck
Brown, purple, pinky
And then I put pink stones in the pinky
Bought
give a fuck what car you're in, fuck it
I've had enough of every single day, I sing and pray for a better way
So I can change my day to day as a cheddar
man was thirsty, I could tell by his look
Cause he looked the way I look
When I look for a juks, bitch
Motherfucker teamwork, work hard nigga
50 cent
Time"
"Lee Harvey Oswald was shot."
"I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by
a lot of money in Lloyd's bank
I'm real cakey, I'm way overweight
That's fifty in a rucksack
My man's coming up five bags short
I'm like nah blud fuck
say baby)
Brighter days
(Brighter days brighter days)
What you say
(What you say what you say)
I wanna say
I don't got a type
You my type
Sorry if I
really about your bank rolls
satisfy a couple stacks now you
Straight blushin drugs every day
Nigga now every day I spend a thousand cash
So everytime
Motherfucka'
[Chorus]
Yeah
Motherfucka'
I'm here, yeah
Lloyd banks
G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!
Money by any means, nigga
Every day in the street,
My heat too hard, I'm scared
Fah real
Every day in the street,
My heat too hard, I'm scared
Fah real
Every day in
One day all my homies gon' make it
We the ones that don't gotta say shit
One day I'll have a milli in the bank, bitch
This our city, one day we gon'
stop, every Billboard chart (we number one, number one, number one)
Man we own that slot, we won't stop
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
A bitch know it's
Jay-Z
Who you know fresher than Green, riddle me that
Lloyd Banks
I'm on the Road blowin Grade A Hayes
Young Buck
Don't be mad at me dogg this all
when I let go and laughed and yelled death by sedan
I classify homeless when writing my rhymes, Kuz I’m hungry I’m starving I feel it inside, I got
Level is rising
Cash in your checks
The banks are still flooding
Lloyd Banks (G-g-g-unit)
Chug it love it
Time to consume it
Doin' it to it
H-Two-O giveth
I'ma stop at your house and blow the horn
If you come outside you know it's on
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Bitches be frustrated with the baller
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