'll provide all the things i know you need tonight your curves are the perfect stimulation for my imagination come over day or night here she comes and tonight she
here to beef with nobody We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari So it's shady after-mizz-ath back in that ass, you izz-ass [yeah.. Come on!] Come
you see me in the club I'm in the bathroom stall Gettin oral sex she bless the huey all night She got a georgous neck the way she toss this dick (50
purseed straight to the mall Shes so excited thats shes here with me that she feels she should pay here fee And I did not disagree so she droped down
If you come outside you know it's on [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks] Bitches be frustrated with the baller Wonder why I don't call her Maybe because I'm busy and she
a n-gga for a minute rhyme Let's be clear and lets be fair The best things in music's being offered here It's a round table full of bosses here Still
aiyyo Banks talk to 'em [Lloyd Banks] + (P. Diddy) I got a industry gangstress that argues and steams the reefer (uh huh) And flip when I call her bitch like she
somewhere overseas size like chinese or maybe ridin' jet skis on miami beach with a spanish freak, Vigasarafe she's my number one fan in the messagi and only english she
[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
'til it's over But tonight, we ain't comin' here to beef with nobody We came to party, Banks, Cashis and Mr. Ferrari So it's Shady Aftermizat, backin' that ***, you ******** Come
Intro Banks: Uh uh uh / turn me up Lloyd: Wuddup Lloyd? Banks: Ah ah ah? Lloyd: Hahaha Banks: Yeh! Yeh! Yeh! Lloyd: Long time in the making huh??? Banks
I mean G-Unit shizzle F a dancefloor man are hungry out here this is Darfur so force my hand and I'll put together an armed force riding with Lloyds Banks
black mack 10 And never know what happened When we come through, them cowards don't want none They screamin? that they murderers but walkin' with no guns Come here
pounds in the sack Look at what we got right here Such a work of art Someone I'll give my heart Do anything that's what I do Just so that she would
Everybody say Yeah, it's 50 Cent an' Lloyd Banks An' Young Buck an' Joe, G Unit Baby, I wanna rock 'n' roll, wit Joe to the come up An' still hit them
Picasso fake? Andy Warhol must be laughing in his grave And dogs are on the road We're all tempting fate Cars are shooting by with no number plates And here comes
[Intro] (Lil' Wayne)It's a major move right here baby you gotta get wit it or get lost, you understand? (Lloyd)Yea, its young Lloyd reporting live from
so right I just wanna chill Lets dip up out of here (Lets dip up out of here) [Chorus - Lloyd] I ha ha haaaa haaaaa (She's fine too but I want