fly in the wind, checks coming by the twos I gotta win, damn if I lose, all my ex's got cold hearts I'm probably that cool [Lloyd Banks:] I got a lot
it comes to .. the soul we got let it trying ? This is vampire life we are the day breakers .. like a piece of paper And you better watch your step like
chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea) I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA) Catch Banks
Shakin it and wiggle, your skinny bitch mad AHH! These niggaz ain't hot like we They don't know how to rock the spot like me Smell like I just got out
from the task force The dope spot's sellin more shit than Scott Storch I'm tired of these pricks, lyin 'bout bricks Got my can and my white, my tan like Mariah and Nick Fly
hang me out to dry, Throw your money in the sky I'm the one to pick up Call me 50's cash child or call me Young B! [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] I ain't a
you can get off my shinesss [Verse] Yeah.. From what i hear niggaz don't like me it's funny, they wanna be jus' like me you bummy, it's jealousy more than likely
will we fuck 'em up Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style what the fuck y'all think.. [Lloyd Banks
I put chalk around ya head like a pool stick I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face Catch Banks
put chalk around ya head like a pool stick I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a South African with fly stuck to his face Catch Banks in
So move or the germ might touch ya I'm at the rucker, burning them trees up like Usher When I teach you how to rap fam I'm in that black van Like
put chalk around ya head like a pool stick (yea) I gotta have bucks on the waist I'm hungry like a south african with fly stuck to his face( WAA) Catch Banks
