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"Burying Bodies" is a track by Lloyd Banks, from the album Mo Money In The Bank: Part Three - Ca$hing In, released 19th September 2004. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro: 50 Cent] Yeah Lloyd Banks Uh huh, Boy Wonder [Verse: Lloyd Banks] Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is L L-O to the Y-D I'll hook your stupid ass up to a I.V All of a sudden niggas thinkin' they can try me 'Cause my video on MTV but If anybody comes near me, then I'll be caged in the slammer, my fans callin' me stupid, 'cause it was all over music But as soon as you cut 'em slack, they abuse it I'm tryna figure out who these niggas got me confused with [Interlude: DJ Whoo Kid & 50 Cent] Bring it back, Mo' Money in the Bank, part 3 Yeah, Lloyd Banks, uh huh, Boy Wonder [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is L L-O to the Y-D I'll hook your stupid ass up to a I.V All of a sudden niggas thinkin' they can try me 'Cause my video on MTV but If anybody comes near me then I'll be caged in the slammer my fans callin' me stupid 'cause it was all over music But as soon as you cut 'em slack, they abuse it I'm tryna figure out who these niggas got me confused with Before these goons flip Nigga you'll lose shit, ya equilibrium, what you chew ya food with Followed by chest pains 'cause I ain't wrestling Life is like a chess game and it's my move, you lose, I cruise Big benz, no friends, just me one nine, full clip I'm fine Let's ride, I can guarantee ya I won't sleep and ain't a nigga You can sic on me that I won't rip, shit [Interlude: 50 Cent] Yeah I heard that nigga Nas talk about me He don't want it with me, he can't even fuck wit my niggas See you hear this nigga, Banks? Oh my god, man, ahhhhh! [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks & 50 Cent] To fade me it's gon' take more than guts You need the eye of a tiger, heart of a lion and King Kong's nuts (Uh) You babblin' like we're a pair 'Til I flip and put your ass up there (Grrrrr) Like a muthafuckin' (Get 'em Banks) Care Bear Now I pull on the spot The best hoe on the whole block She could suck the gum out of blow pop, ack My son ready with the gun And I bet he stick a noodles on the wall like spaghetti when it's done Ya boy bring shottas and machetes when I come (Uh-huh) Through the city knockin' 50, rocky bezey in the slums (Wooo), son In the lab like Gotti crib I done jumped into more kicks than the Karate Kid probably did The Boy Wonder's the American idol And every night I go to bed with the title, an infared and a bible Niggas only deserve one line, my diamonds'll light up the building So I don't need the sunshine (sunshine) [Outro: 50 Cent] What Shyne talk about me? All ya'll didn't tell him what happened since he been gone I run this shit, nigga! Haha Banks these niggas havin' hunger pains Niggas starvin' man, we can't even blame 'em for what they sayin', baby Nahhh, baby They fuckin' hurtin', man These niggas is starvin', man
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