Lyrics:
need a bridal
She don't care to be around my boys
You concealed and carried my heart like a FOID
I don't want no different hoes like Floyd
Give you
I go wit a smile on my face,
Witness my time kid
[Chorus]
[Lloyd Banks]
Lil nigga I dun paid ya way, y'all should thank 'em,
But if you
You can let everyone die
The only thing immortal in
This world is money
Why would I want to be equal with anyone?
You think you're not equal while
it down, do
Likewise to the Bengal and our whaleship's crew.
All you that want money, I would have you to go
On the coast of Peru where the sperm
down for my watch YEAH! -
I ain't generous or courteous YEAH!
I'm runnin' from a
(DIRTY BITCH) - Nigga you thirty-SIX!
You don't want it with the
Kid
I want the million team big man ting no moving with Lagga
I'm not McDonald's bro if you want beef I give you a bagga
Talking Trump I'm talking Teanna
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what
Niggaz wanna kill me, ain't worth nigga pennies
I drop a bag off, and the uz' will spray you
I need six pockets like a pool table
These hoes love me,
Lloyd said
I'm a player yes it true but I change the game for you
Baby All I ever want is you
Baby let's get naughty
Show me what you got for me
If
want that, they know we get it poppin'
Six-four droppin', you still window shoppin'
I'm ridin' round rockin', knockin', Rakim
Slick Rick, Rick James;
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
Not everyone in New York would pay to see Andrew Lloyd Webber
May his trousers fall down as he bows to the queen and the crown
I don't know what
Allow me to emote
Yeah, let's spit some of that shit P
I know you want what's mine
Get your own shit
I know you want my wife, get your own bitch
You
want the D for a night but that's gonna cost her a price
I do this shit with no effort
I kill the beat get a stretcher
Sit down let me give you
put that work in you can get employed
Meet me on the south side you could be Lloyd
When you hit it got my mouth wide you could be Floyd
Baby
I could
Lloyd
If I let you go imma be in a void
It’s gone feel like my heart got hit by Floyd
If you wanna go baby girl I won’t stop you no
This ain’t like ATL
off the champagne, I get it poppin' boy
Coming straight from the D-E-L, I'm the realest though
And by now you know what the deal is bro
Keep your social
keep talkin shit I'll put my gun up in your mouth
My gun up in your mouth, I'll show you what I'm 'bout
[Lloyd Banks]
I'm straight outta Southside
your wife roam, she want a divorce now
You niggaz ain't this gully, play it I paint your skully
You never take this from me the riders and all
it up louder
The tommy go lala if you jacking power
I'm lit with the smoke like I'm tilted on towers
I'm always gon tote like I'm paid by the hour
I
the room
He said he want word with the guys, that nigga is dumb
Shit, I think them niggas confused
And you don't got shit, we got shit
And your bitch here,
Anything? I just want you to know that it's
Normal to struggle with certain
Things in life
It's hard to become successful at times
Because we're working
believe you'll be by my side?
Every night? (Oh-ah oh-ah oh-ay)
Yo, I been rapping since Allen Iverson skippin' practice
So many hooks on my records how
soul
I want em there as my friend
I Wanna' Sit and Watch the Credits Roll
Written by Bill Lloyd (BMI) Five
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