- Lloyd Banks the rush 歌詞
- Lloyd Banks
- [** from 'Mo Money in the Bank Pt 4: Gang Green Season Starts Now' Mixtape:]
[Intro:]
Nah-hah!*
I dont do all that talking, man; its its... one way or the other.
You comin or you gonna watch another bitch leave with me, you know the rush?
Thats the way shit go, hehe!
Im a fuckin rapstar! { MO MONEY! }
[Verse:]
Fresh off of the plane I jets off in the range
First class seat but this WestCoast aint the same.
The rap gamell bring stress, fortune and fame
An slow drive-bys like when they aired out Kane. [gunshot] {DAMN! }
Im in the S-5-5 with blew out chains
You body me, you body them - an they pull out prayin.
My only wish is to find ya catcher,
Lay your ass on a stretcher.
Betcha, getcha - ass out the hood! {Whooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
All I got is rap an for that - I spazz out for good.
Thats my income; it keeps me in paz an Hollywood, Im hardly home,
When I leave the club the party gone.
An Im pissy of petroleum trying get my own home.
My names Bank$ baby! {HAHA! } - Im top rank lady.
I gotta go grab your coat itch you aint crazy. {DAMN! }
I speed-off - gainin and rushin to bend her over sumthin,
Then Im bumpin! - The volumes to the Max and Im frontin.
All of a sudden shes down on the humble for a feel
And Im driftin in an out of lanes, fumblin the wheel.
A couple of miles later {Whooooooooo! } Ill be comin on the grill
Then its back to the hotel to chill. - Ma give you the rush!
[Chorus:]
Damn maaaaaa...
That lil outfit got my 3rd hand hiiiigh.
And I need you to understand IIIIIIIIIII {SADA POP! }
Really aint got a lot o time, bitch shout ya mind. - Its meeee!
Damn Blood!
Dont you wanna get out of them handcuffs?
I aint gon love you like your man doooeeees
I aint gotta lot of time - Bitch shout ya miiiind! [car tires squeal] [shot] [beat stops]
{Whoooooooooo}
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