Lyrics:
Obviously we're not the same
We playing two different games
We stay on two separate lanes
So don't you merge in my way
Its just me and my girl like
me
Come on an gimme that groupie love
GGGGG GGGGG G-unit
[Lloyd Banks]
Is shorty ain't feelin me shorty must like girls
'Cause I'm only eatin
Sister Sister
Words and Music by Cody Hudock / Sean Erick / Kevin Lloyd Williams / Leon Silva [all ASCAP]
Published by 2019 Chance MEDIA Pty Ltd
Yeah
Oh
I love Trippie Redd
Yeah
(Mindreaders)
Don't wake up when it's too late
They might think that you hate me
I'ma get it in while you
Natwest, Barclays, Midlands, Lloyds.
Use a bank? I'd rather die.
I loved to draw when I was a little girl
It helped me see the world as I
[Lloyd Banks]
Is shorty ain't feeling me shorty must like girls
Cause I'm only eating your whirl
Bitch I can make you famous you don't know what your
the alley with that fiend Denise
Cruise the streets, stuntin' in that Maybach sixty-two
Nigga, what my dope goin fo', sixty-two, c'mon, a gram
By man, my
tune that the orchestra played
But it went by me sickly and sentimental
Can I have another piece of chocolate cake
Tammy Baker's got a lot on her
tune that the orchestra played
But it went by me sickly and sentimental
Can I have another piece of chocolate cake
Tammy Baker's got a lot on her
cocaine residue,
I still got the heart to go bust me ahead or 2
(fo sho) no other solution you think we hollerin and hooptin'
Until you wake up and you
Intro: Lloyd Banks]
Yeah! I'm here nigga, Banks!!! G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!!
Now don't try to stand next to me (Right)
'Cause I'm the nigga they came here
Jerome
One time for my uncle Jerome
In the basement smoking cigarettes with Tyrique
I think we did that when unc' wasn't home
47th and Lloyd, first
cause wars
Money make the world go round so get yours
[Lloyd Banks]
Yeah, money make the world go round and I got her
Buckle down, do anything for
Pistols, next to it I piss through.
I speak. Get it clear like last week. Crystals
Keep a vigil. your peeps want me to sleep
Where the fish do, so when I
J Blige on repeat
Leave you dead on vacation, brought the 9 to the beach
I'm my own man, so I don't care what your boy think
DJ Whoo Kid had me
come to the hood
Might kill him off top up in the Staten
Son think he better than niggaz
I think his rebels is resentful
Tried to kill him in his rental
admit that I'm winning,
Bitch you null & void
I'm not sharing no titles
Bitch I am not Lloyd
Put some bass in your voice
And stop mocking my voice
Say
By the way I look at her to take off all her clothes
Up and down
[Chorus]
Whenever I'm not around, and you feeling down
Let the thought of me
and listen by the window hear them ass whippings
Derek Greg and Lloyd playing tecmo bowl
And Moseka and Kendall they right up the road
Meet me in King Circle
heart would expire
If I had to decide where I'd be laid to rest in peace
It'd be the place which molded and guided me... Carmel-By-The-Sea
If I (Had)
just the way we swing)
(Me and you, how we do, be so fly)
[Fabolous]
You need to leave them burgers alone and make a steak upgrade
I'm fillet
tight
Tonight is the night I make you mine
I wanna walk you down the aisle
Say your love dey give me energy
E dey make me fear nobody
Anytime I think
one by my lonely
Pussy always talking shit how about you show me
Icy in this bitch you know they call me Khione
Only real ones at the top and I'm seeing
(The Queen!)
The Queen of Soul
Yeah, we gonna keep it classy
Young Lloyd
Miss Patti, what up? I see you baby
Won't you lay it down
Lay your head
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