- Lloyd Banks On Fire 歌詞
- Lloyd Banks
- {Intro - Lloyd Banks}
New York City!
You are now rocking with the best
Lloyd Banks! G Unit!
[01:14][02:14]We on fire - up in here
[01:15][02:16]Its burning hot, we on fire
[01:17][02:18]Shell take it off, if it get too hot
[01 :20][02:21]Up in this spot, we on fire
[01:23][02:23]Tear the roof off this motherfucker
[01:25][02:25]Light the roof on fire (Uh! Nigga what you say?!)
[01:28][02:28]We get loose in this motherfucker
[01:30][02:30]Light the roof on fire fire fire
Naw I aint putting nothing out, I smoke when I wanna
26 inch chrome spokes on the Hummer
This heat gon last for the whole summer
Running your bitch faster then the Road Runner
Rocks on my wrist, rose gold under
Glocks on my hip, those throw thunder
Im riding Dalvins by the pier
But when you stop, the only thing still spinning is your ear
Yeah , Im riding with that all black snub
Raiders cap back, all black gloves
A ladies man, but the boy smack thugs
These record sales equal more back rubs
Not to mention the boy pack clubs
His impacts about as raw as crack was
Now all these new artists getting wrong deals
Im only 21, sitting on mills
If you know anything about me, then you know Im a baller
If I dont hit the first night, I aint gon call her
Im trying to play, you trying to have my daughter
But I cant blame her for what her momma taught her
And I dont care bout what the next nigga bought her
Cause I aint putting no baguettes in her abuela
I got adiamond about as clear as water
And I got bread, but I aint spend a quarter
So cut the games ma, lets go in the back
Matter fact, turn your ass round, back a nigga down
And I aint bias when Im riding through the town
Like em small, like em tall, like em black, like em brown
She gotta be able to cum when I need her
Tight ass pants, little wife beater
Regular chick or R&B diva
Bitch say something, I aint a mind reader
[01:13.1][02:13.1]Chorus - 50 Cent (Lloyd Banks)
{Verse - Lloyd Banks}
{Verse - Lloyd Banks}
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