Hey, hey, you, you, I don't like your girlfriend No way, no way, I think you need a new one Hey, hey, you, you, I could be your girlfriend Hey, hey,
If you wanna be my girlfriend Then girl you gotta know what I like Such a crazy world I'm living in So let's allow me the key tonight You don't have to
tonight You don't have to be a perfect 10 All you gotta be is ite And if you was my girlfriend, I'd let you stay tonight If you wanna be my girlfriend
shorty (got me a bottle) Tangueray sippin' (got me a bottle) Absolut drinkin' (got me a bottle) E&J sippin' (got me a bottle) Champaigne drinkin' (got me a bottle) [Lloyd
fag by the way his clothes fit him Tight G Unit jeans brought out the ho in him Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed Somebody musta told Vivica her boyfriend like dick Lloyd
his clothes fit him Tight G-Unit jeans brought out the ho in him Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed Somebody must told Vivica her boyfriend like dick Lloyd
to me Lord knows I spit that G that have you coming out your clothes I'm a professional when I become sexual You need a chaperone to bring your girlfriend
Your girlfriend keep showin' me that thong Before I head home Im'a stop at your house and blow the horn If you come outside you know it's on [Chorus] [Lloyd
! Get a nigga Buck! [50 Cent:] Let's go! [beat starts] AIYYO, ready? AIYYO, READY? Fuck this! [Young Buck:] YEAH! [Lloyd Bank$:] YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! YEAH! [shot] [Lloyd
(feat. DJ Whoo Kid) [DJ Whoo Kid:] Aw man , can I get a raw please Is y?all ready, is y?all ready For the main event, Damn Lloyd Banks [Verse 1] Guess
hip you r not a holster Tryna meet my mama and em Get in gud with my family This nigga can't be serious a joke Just like a parody Turn dat Lloyd off ain
get in this beat cause my flow is so scary My pockets swollen bitch cause I'm a tight jeans wearing Dumb motherfucker, just call me Lloyd or Harry And
It be Young Lloyd and Dem Franchize Boyz We rippin' it hard in them old skool toyz Got my top down and my trunk out noise We turnin' heads now wen we
lines you can see that I want you I betcha I have you doin' what you said that you won't do Making decisions shorty good things don't last long Your girlfriend
Kelly mass You gotta blast me yo, 'cause the Louisville'll Have your head lookin' like the top of a pistachio The young gunner with the raspy flow Got every boyfriend thinkin' they girlfriend
Aw man, can I get a raw beat? Y'all ready, y'all ready For the main man The Lloyd Banks Guess who's the man this winter, straight out the land of sinners
the way his clothes fit him Tight G Unit jeans brought out the ho in him Had one lil girlfriend and that was fixed Somebody musta told Vivica her boyfriend like dick Lloyd
