Lyrics:
the night get out the house
Had to get up off my ass got tired of sleeping on the couch
Tryna prove the city wrong im getting tired of the doubt
Doing
I gotta
Yeah
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
Gang, gang, gang, gang, gang, gang
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
I gotta ride with that thing by my side,
(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'
a Busta
Kellz put me on the twelve play when I was just a baby
Look I need a hood girl
Real hood girl to handle all night
From behind I don't play no
22. Aint over til the Fat Lady sings, release Opra
23. I'm on fire like lloyd banks, I can't
24. Control the energy, inside of me, I need a dank
25.
snuffed out, now they're scared and they're paranoid
I'm in the U.K. with a new bae and she's looking like Cher Lloyd
I need a couple dolls and I love 'em
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
The Gilesgate Monologues
Or A Deadline Extension on the 8th Day of Creation
Or confessions of a shitboy
Lloyd Bolton, age 20
Raised on red milk
I'm
you to the Blacksmith crew we making money
Go to sleep with a dream and we waking up hungry
Its a new day stomach is rumbling, oh well
I'm like Lloyd
You say hey, hey
Epiclloyd here’s a story that’s coming your way bout my girl in the 8th grade
I be the guy by her side while she cry by the name
crack a smile wit me
Take them trips up outta town wit me
Never question by niggas
Just me and my nigga
That's why ima treat you like you so so special
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winners while you and your man's finished
Two in your Rams fitteds, turn off your lightswitch
Holdin my torch down, even when the force 'round
You let
Just a Man
By Gez Lloyd
VERSE 1
He's working almost every night, to keep his head afloat,
He feels the waves come crashing down, like a sailor
Motherfucka'
[Chorus]
Yeah
Motherfucka'
I'm here, yeah
Lloyd banks
G-G-G-G-G G-Unit!
Money by any means, nigga
from the trenches but we done fell out..Now im home spent off dome nigga its real out..
They say i got the heat in the pocket like yea im silent..Place
Knocking the chronic, we started gridin' gettin' bags off
Richie Porter, Azie had me wanting a black Porsche
Now we on college to get a better team
Curry with the shot how I toss a load, coming home
Carli Lloyd, kicking shoes, what a goal
Kobe, how I survive another 24
Neymar, on my knees and I
on the green
(Cant get by me)
2018 changed up the dream, ran it up fast
(Going light speed)
Hopped off the track, but im still on the track, and i'm heating up
We packing our bags and we roll
Off in the night yeah we go
Off in the night yeah we go
Off in the yeah night we go
Unpack your feelings we start
Off
fucking pupils huge
Pop that molly
Pupils huge
Pop that molly pupils huge
We in the club
Then we on the beach
Yeah, we in the club
Every night of the week
your sorry ass but end up spending the night
Your sweetness, my weakness, you're mean though ingenious
Nothing can go between us (aye, have you seen
But To Stare
(Look At Her)Look At Her Frame(Frame)
Smile So Beautiful, Style So Unusually Fly
From The Club To The Bed She Off The Chain
And I Kno Cause
Cant do the fake shit
Not even with the family
Cross me once
I'ma cross you off
If you touch my niece
Let them hammers go off
Got bullet by the boxes
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