Lyrics:
i lay in tha floor, burried inside, cause every rapper aint a star and every plaid aint burberry, you cant tame Lloyd, im smokin by tha big screen,
[Chorus]
I want to get to know you
I really want to fuck you, baby
I'm lost in your lovin'
I'm simply going to drive you , crazy
I want to be
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
(Ma, Banks' back at it again)
I don't like you, you don't like me
It's not likely that we'll ever be friends
Why pretend? (Ma, Tony's back at it
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
a visit
Look you right in 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
[50 Cent Intro]
Yeah, She like it she love it, she kiss it she suck it, she want me to want it, She want to climb up on it,
Smile (Ha, ha)â?¦Lloyd
ya (it's ya boy Berg)
I hope you understand that (Lloyd)
I can be ya manager (I ain't tryna be ya boyfriend lemme manage ya)
But I can't be yo
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
My nigga Buck 3000 over here, you know
My nigga Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what's up baby? ha ha
Brooklyn son, what up what up?
My nigga Lloyd
Slide that this way
Okay
Turn that on it’s side
Why
Keep that where it is
Okay
Flip that
Hol up wait get back get back
Yea
Yea
You wanna eat you
thinking
We don't know anyting'
We're just finding
Our way and it's menacing
You see we got told
Everyting' a everyting'
By a human who's the same
What do
just hungry so I had to eat
Back to back blowing I can't even breathe
Now that shit come vacuum sealed by the Ps
Got what u want I can get what u need
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
Diamonds make you stare
Shinning like I’m fucking Cher
Made my bones by the grace of the Don
This fucker joker shown his brawn
Slaughterings worse than
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
town, for all of you Lloyd’s I’m dumbing it down, if Eminem’s king im crayons to crowns, I don’t do clocks my time is right now
I’ll manifest dreams
on any
Tom Dick or Gregory
Nigga you better be strappin they want
You dead if you rappin
I'm tryin to cave your head and your back in
I'm gettin bread
doin' my thang (haha)
I said I've been doin' my own thang
You can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn
I'm doin' my thang
[ Lloyd Banks ]
When
that you say you like
See what a day is like when you be my a-alike
Girl, just lay back, I'll do it the way you like
(Said, it's the flyest thing,
find
a way to make it simple, come over to you.
(Chorus)-Lloyd
All he do is make you cry,
baby all i want to do is love you one night want you
come
you
And watch you bleed out, that little bit of thug in you
You don't want to bump heads with me, and get hit up
You, you ain't got what it takes
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