lloyd banks – pimp lyrics
[intro: 50 cent]
yeah, g+unit, man
50 cent, man, it’s goin’ down, ya heard me?
[verse 1: 50 cent]
yo, wise came home far rock edge, man, i figured i’d drop in (woo!)
bless him with a lil’ short change to go shoppin’ (uh+huh)
buzzer don’t work
elevator sh+tty, staircase p+ssy, his sister ran out huggin’ on a n+gga, she missed me (what?)
momma living room, he sipped cristy till he was p+ssy (woo!)
told ’em n+ggas tried to blaze me last night but they missed me
in the cl, some n+ggas wet the driver side door (uh+huh)
i had my vest on, i put the f+ckin’ pedal to the floor (ahhhh!)
her son facin’ her for a less [?] [?] hurtin’
they be hollerin’ like, “50, let us put some work in”
today’s a nice day if it’s a nice night, somebody gon’ die
it is what it is, my n+gga, why ask why?
see i stay in some sh+t in the street
but the n+ggas uptown love me like they love pistol pete, ya heard me?
[interlude: 50 cent]
haha, haha
brraaaat!
y’all n+ggas eat that, n+gga
live with that (hahahahah)
i ain’t even got to go hard for these n+ggas, man
y’all n+ggas take that, live with that
young! lloyd! banks!
haha
g+unit!
[verse 3: lloyd banks & 50 cent, both]
i had my eyes on that mascara, mami, maybelline queen
dolce gabana, fergano gettin’ choked in the sauna, she had a
dot on her face like madonna, dressed like she date a designer
look so good, i spend a day with her mama (woo!)
[?] a break her, bring her, beat her, eat a plate of lasagna (uh+huh)
grab some paper, bring the heater case it’s haters behind ya (ahh!)
they call me bandana bank$, baby, i clap your only homie then i’m through with her
go holla at macaroni tony (yayyyy yo!)
in the back with a few cup of henny, baggy pants to tuck the semi, case you get too f+ckin’ friendly
my clique is tough as any, stop playin’, i don’t trick (haha!) a penny, get your own sh+t
callin’ me with questions’ll only get you a phone cl!ck, b+tch! (b+tch)
yeah!
[outro: 50 cent & lloyd banks]
ayo banks, man
g+unit n+gga
hahahaha
ay man, i know the b+tch too, man
smartest sh+t ever came out her mouth was my d+ck
i’m a motherf+ckin’ p.i.m.p., b+tch
hahahaha
get used to it, you know i’m sayin’
b+tch can’t get a motherf+cking thing outta me but some conversation, ya heard me
this’ll help you
you know deal with your emotions but you could get your ass down on that track b+tch
and get my motherf+ckin’ money
hahahaha
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