bitches like you bitches like you bitches like you See it's bitches like you dat try to take my manhood. It's bitches like you dat make me no good
Käännös: Lloyd Banks. Nartut Like You.
tight And when you hear somethin, make sure you hear it right Don't make a ass outta yourself by assumin My music keeps you movin, what are you provin? You
you really gettin' money, say cheese in this muthafucka Bitches on your dog like fleas in this muthafucka So many chains might freeze in this muthafucker Walked past a bitch like
hot hot hot Get it get it get it hot [50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)] Oh I think she like me, hell yeah she like me My watch game crazy, Audemar's so icy She like
the back Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down And I ain't bias when I'm riding through the town Like 'em small, like 'em tall, like 'em black, like
[Lloyd Banks] I just touched down, Ferrari to concrete I ain't even home and they 're talking about me fuck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom nigger
got you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know cause you
you I don't know who stabbed you, I don't know who shot you I don't know who cut you, I don't know who robbed you But you think I know 'cause you know
2 Bitch get off me (dont do it like that) Back up off me bitch (dont do it like that) I talk like a pimp but i walk like a Mack Keep fuckin with my
got to get it And you can roll if you with it I got to get it got to get it The world and what's in it And you can get it you can get it In a New York
, she got the vapors 'cause I'm on TV Looking' like a million dollars in that blue G T And my Reese and my blue EV's, bitch please I have you feeling like you
you don't 'cause you just feel like you I said if you could be where I'm at (bye bye) you'd wanna be you too (I'm living without you) If you felt the
, gripping my barretta, sipping Armaretta Man, you crazy if you think I'ma let up I told you I'm a drama setter, I'll be the first to set it homie You
you want it? you gonna get it man we gon hit em, chew em up and spit em out too much venom and if you role with 'em we gonna fuck you up with 'em you
shelf i dont brag but i tellem like it straight up iz befo you do a record partna handle the bizness and dont get caught slippin on the under or you
Imma have that hoe swolling coke Birdman Jr. Chorus: Young money imma take the machine thing,you can catch me in the louis not the latest machine ! x 3 [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks
what the talent blind say In the club buying roses like its valentines day bitch They find them niggas in a meat locker soon Have their mommas crying like
