[Intro: DJ Kay Slay]
Brand new Lloyd Banks!
[Verse 1]
Uh
You know what this took fam?
Foot to dirt shook hands, jux damn
Banks rip shit like the wolf man (Damn!)
(Woo)
Goon hollows followed by hallows
Party animal two models swallow for swallow
I paint out the perfect afternoon weed, bottles, and pyro
Figured I save my rap for June, boom accurate combo
I talk to money when I sleep, ooh passionate convo
Bout diamonds my mind runs faster than rondo (Street sweepers!)
Let alone the land man you won’t last in the condo (Yep!)
Sense like Einstein get cash through a blindfold
Where that goes, I go, cali dough to Congo
I’m down to get it pronto
Violate It’s homo’s
Love shifty, full three sixty, picky with the broads
They hate lines thinners with me stick me with the stars
Modern hippie, foreign blicky, sticky with the jars
Seven sixties make em’ lick me switchy with the cars
I have to conquer, this is the monster you been waitin’ to see
I ain’t no sponsor, more like a pimp and won’t replacin’ me P
Full of the juana’ hurt ms. armor only faces we see
And get me the finer things that diamond bling both space in the seat
Don’t fuck up your karma practice honor coma place for your feet
Go sleep with your lama’ wake up to drama everyday in the street
My lavish persona cool as obama bomb the town til I sleep
Look at my aura young Kamara givin’ face in the jeep
Givin’ out beats slick and savvy
No wonder they aggie usually cheap
Mr. Maggie ya bitches daddy
Right in the alley you can find someone that use to ball
What a finale from you makin’ less and usin’ more
Forget how to jail me Halle Berry in the jewelry store
They all wanna nail me bright canary emerald rubies score
After the EP. I ain’t talkin’ that’s what the movies for
Mr. Hef, cocky, rocky motherfucker truly yours
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