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Lloyd Banks - Freestyle Lyrics



Lloyd Banks - Freestyle Lyrics




[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
[scrathes]
{MO MONEY IN THE BANK... PART 2!... WHAT? }
Yeah!... Nigga!... Y'all know who it is!
Lloyd... Bank$! (uh-huh)
G-Unit!
Tony Yayo! (Uh-huh!)
Young Buck! (Uh-huh!)
50Cent! (Uh-huh!) [gun cocks]
Gorilla nigga! [shot]
GGG-GGG- G-Unit! {Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

[Verse:]
Stop wastin' ya day puttin' ya time and energy into me
You got options - join the army! - Be all you can be cause,
It's startin' to show and everybody can see ya envy (YEAH!)
The team of the century it tempts me and
It's like I got to find my way into something
I play the block like - Mayo, Matumbo, David and Duncan. (OOOH!)
Armored truck system ravin' and thumpin'.
Purple haze makes me able to function I don't punch in. (YEAH!)
I might be seen in Nevada (YEAH!) - with a Piña Collada (YEAH!)
Shorty fiendin' to swallow (YEAH!) - she with me in her Prada. (Whooooo!)
I die for a bill believe in a dollar,
For the chips anyone gets it - even Estrada.
I'm ready for the drama we heavy with them Llamas
Shells straight through your pajamas turn your bellys to lasange. {Whooooo! }
I'm startin' to get bored stretched out on the recliner.
You a little fish in the ocean and guess who's the Piranha. (who?)
We slide with them models outside with them hollows [shot]
Beside of the Tahoes providin' McDonald's. (uh-huh!)
I got shows out in Germany surrounded by Nazis
Yankee fitted CAP ON; Leather Herachee.
Duckin' the paparazzi well f*ck 'em you got to watch me,
It's nothin' for a cop to stop me! Hand cuff me and try to lock me. (DAMN!)
You shouldn't have dropped so soon baby ya timings sloppy
Dog, I brighten up a room - I'm kind of Rocky. (uh-huh!)
Appealing to the OGs the teens like him
Every line is a punch - I should be a part of Team Tyson. {Whoooooooo! }
Pay back is in my nature (uh-huh!)
Therefore I got a shit list - longer than a roll of toilet paper. (yeah!)
Every hood got a snitch - a nigga claim he holdin' green
A classmate that's a fiend and a radio I need.
A project barbie - and a pump that's out the vale
A little girl with a baby - and a uncle that's in jail. (uh-huh!)
Yeah I make records but I ain't the one bee
Which means if you [shot] take a shot at me [gun cocks] you take shots from me. [gunshot]
Last nigga that said: "He had the bank stop stunned me, (yeah!)
Cause he still in the hood and his tanktop hungry." {HAHA! }

[Outro:]
Yeah!
I'm havin' fun with this man.
This shit is not work!
Is not gon' they work?
Haha! [beat fades out] {Whooooo! } [gun cocks]
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[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}]
[scrathes]
{MO MONEY IN THE BANK... PART 2!... WHAT? }
Yeah!... Nigga!... Y'all know who it is!
Lloyd... Bank$! (uh-huh)
G-Unit!
Tony Yayo! (Uh-huh!)
Young Buck! (Uh-huh!)
50Cent! (Uh-huh!) [gun cocks]
Gorilla nigga! [shot]
GGG-GGG- G-Unit! {Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }

[Verse:]
Stop wastin' ya day puttin' ya time and energy into me
You got options - join the army! - Be all you can be cause,
It's startin' to show and everybody can see ya envy (YEAH!)
The team of the century it tempts me and
It's like I got to find my way into something
I play the block like - Mayo, Matumbo, David and Duncan. (OOOH!)
Armored truck system ravin' and thumpin'.
Purple haze makes me able to function I don't punch in. (YEAH!)
I might be seen in Nevada (YEAH!) - with a Piña Collada (YEAH!)
Shorty fiendin' to swallow (YEAH!) - she with me in her Prada. (Whooooo!)
I die for a bill believe in a dollar,
For the chips anyone gets it - even Estrada.
I'm ready for the drama we heavy with them Llamas
Shells straight through your pajamas turn your bellys to lasange. {Whooooo! }
I'm startin' to get bored stretched out on the recliner.
You a little fish in the ocean and guess who's the Piranha. (who?)
We slide with them models outside with them hollows [shot]
Beside of the Tahoes providin' McDonald's. (uh-huh!)
I got shows out in Germany surrounded by Nazis
Yankee fitted CAP ON; Leather Herachee.
Duckin' the paparazzi well f*ck 'em you got to watch me,
It's nothin' for a cop to stop me! Hand cuff me and try to lock me. (DAMN!)
You shouldn't have dropped so soon baby ya timings sloppy
Dog, I brighten up a room - I'm kind of Rocky. (uh-huh!)
Appealing to the OGs the teens like him
Every line is a punch - I should be a part of Team Tyson. {Whoooooooo! }
Pay back is in my nature (uh-huh!)
Therefore I got a shit list - longer than a roll of toilet paper. (yeah!)
Every hood got a snitch - a nigga claim he holdin' green
A classmate that's a fiend and a radio I need.
A project barbie - and a pump that's out the vale
A little girl with a baby - and a uncle that's in jail. (uh-huh!)
Yeah I make records but I ain't the one bee
Which means if you [shot] take a shot at me [gun cocks] you take shots from me. [gunshot]
Last nigga that said: "He had the bank stop stunned me, (yeah!)
Cause he still in the hood and his tanktop hungry." {HAHA! }

[Outro:]
Yeah!
I'm havin' fun with this man.
This shit is not work!
Is not gon' they work?
Haha! [beat fades out] {Whooooo! } [gun cocks]
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Writer: ANDRE ROMELL YOUNG, BARRY RIDGEWAY BAILEY, CALVIN BROADUS, DEVIN C COPELAND, MARSHALL B III MATHERS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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