Xidar - Lean Back + So Fly Rmx Lyrics
Xidar Lyrics
Lean Back + So Fly Rmx Lyrics
[Verse 1 - Xidar]
X-I-D-A-R, ready to start
Ready to make an entrance bouncing with my car
If you don't know me, you won't go so far
If you want to know me just come to the bar
Better watch your mouth if I'm around you
'Cuz you can't run away, I'll always find you
And when I find you, you should be cared, punk
I walk with real guns, not just flare one
My nina hit you three times in a second
If I hit you four, that's a record
If I hit you five, that's somethin' strange
If I hit you six, what's the nina's range?
If I hit you seven, you should call your friend
If I hit you eight, it's the ammo change
If I hit you nine, that's my f*ckin' revenge
You're still alive. Who are you? 50 Cent?
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy
Im So High
An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in
your eye
When I Ride By
An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy...
[Verse 2 - Fat Joe]
No Judas, a comadis Caine's brother
Able to able to stop me nigga not me!
Got the streets askin damn who could top Pete
Summer Jam, killed it man did it all with one beat
I guess I'm bi-coastal now, took a
damn south brother to bring your boy out
As the wheel keep spinnin I can hear
niggas thinkin crack i got one hit benny out
Nope Joey bring them semi's out of
course you and yours pour a lil henny out
So much rappers actin in the game,
I have to tell him put the mic away
and run and go and get your emmies out
Lean back mothaf*ckas, this here's a three beat,
we back at the rucka
This cook coke crack preachin to your brother,
the mic more rap, we perachin to you mothaf*ckas
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy
Im So High
An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in
your eye
When I Ride By
An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy...
[Verse 3 - Lloyd Banks]
Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta)
To smooth to stutta (stutta)
His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta)
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burna cuz she aint concerned cuz hes a earna
My bitch lays it out real nice for me to burn her
We Fight, wake up n f*ck like Ike n Tina Turner
Its a privilege to ride with a celeb
Cause them girls over there dont got a problem given head
Paranoia is on ya thats why your mama is in your bed
F*ck a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head
where the block im from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin
niggas baby mama is pregnant and still f*ckin
Its eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow
Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow
The chronic is blown
For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta
go back home
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy
Im So High
An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in
your eye
When I Ride By
An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy...
X-I-D-A-R, ready to start
Ready to make an entrance bouncing with my car
If you don't know me, you won't go so far
If you want to know me just come to the bar
Better watch your mouth if I'm around you
'Cuz you can't run away, I'll always find you
And when I find you, you should be cared, punk
I walk with real guns, not just flare one
My nina hit you three times in a second
If I hit you four, that's a record
If I hit you five, that's somethin' strange
If I hit you six, what's the nina's range?
If I hit you seven, you should call your friend
If I hit you eight, it's the ammo change
If I hit you nine, that's my f*ckin' revenge
You're still alive. Who are you? 50 Cent?
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy
Im So High
An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in
your eye
When I Ride By
An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy...
[Verse 2 - Fat Joe]
No Judas, a comadis Caine's brother
Able to able to stop me nigga not me!
Got the streets askin damn who could top Pete
Summer Jam, killed it man did it all with one beat
I guess I'm bi-coastal now, took a
damn south brother to bring your boy out
As the wheel keep spinnin I can hear
niggas thinkin crack i got one hit benny out
Nope Joey bring them semi's out of
course you and yours pour a lil henny out
So much rappers actin in the game,
I have to tell him put the mic away
and run and go and get your emmies out
Lean back mothaf*ckas, this here's a three beat,
we back at the rucka
This cook coke crack preachin to your brother,
the mic more rap, we perachin to you mothaf*ckas
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy
Im So High
An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in
your eye
When I Ride By
An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy...
[Verse 3 - Lloyd Banks]
Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta)
To smooth to stutta (stutta)
His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta)
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burna cuz she aint concerned cuz hes a earna
My bitch lays it out real nice for me to burn her
We Fight, wake up n f*ck like Ike n Tina Turner
Its a privilege to ride with a celeb
Cause them girls over there dont got a problem given head
Paranoia is on ya thats why your mama is in your bed
F*ck a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head
where the block im from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin
niggas baby mama is pregnant and still f*ckin
Its eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow
Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow
The chronic is blown
For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta
go back home
[Chorus - Lloyd Banks]
Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy
Im So High
An Im on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in
your eye
When I Ride By
An I dont care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year
Nigga Im So Fly
An Ive got money so thats a good enough reason to buy the
things I buy...
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