Yayo is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks
I show the world my dick if Lloyd Banks go plat I'm lyrically insane, Lloyd Banks know that He told me I was like a Big Daddy Kane throwback Started with 1
dollars holla. [Verse 1] You gonna need more than 50 Cent to play this game Nigga hating on me cause I'm doin my own thang I aint Lloyd Banks, bitch.
when they fucking album come out... and kill 'em! Hear the breakdown, Time to separate the men from the boys, Take it straight to the bank, call it Christopher Lloyd
[Intro: Lloyd Banks] Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a
off tonight Don't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin at me because I'm God's child there's angels around me Hook x 2 Verse 1(Young
and the birds fly south Even Young Buck can vouch, when the doubts was out Who gave the West Coast mouth to mouth [Chorus x2- 50 Cent (Then Lloyd Banks
colder than Atticans yard [Verse 5: Lloyd Banks] I only been in the game for a year it aint changed but im hot, inside ya brains in the rear of the range I be
1 - 50 Cent] - (Raphael Saadiq) [Tony Yayo] (You should be here) You should be that bitch that come, everytime I call (You should be here) You should be
t shit, ain't nobody gonna miss the prick Man everything gonna stop when your man drop They fuckin' with BANKS, been from southside jamaica to jamrock And I be
round town. Buck, Snoop, countin up my loot. Im from the Eastcoast but I be out west. Tank top, cali bud, all day around breast. Give me a couple minutes I be
warn ya Imma put it on ya till you drop [Verse 1] I'm fresh off the block, what it do baby? its a new year and you can be my new lady I got a reputation
Verse 1 Banks is gettin money money ain't gettin him Him sitting his whip on 23 inch rims why would i spend my money on tints 'cause i got my bombers
, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5 4, 3, 2, 1 Intro [Lloyd Banks] Return of the PLK brought me the feedback And Halloween havoc showed niggas I could repeat that They need
jumpin' from beginning to the end Go shawty, we back up in this bitch again We party, harder than you can imagine You can run wit losers, or run wit winners that win [Verse 1
i dont need em These bitches make me sick see me act like i dont see em Go home and baby sit bitch it aint my job to feed em Verse 1 Lloyd Banks: Im
G.G.G.G.G-Unit Lloyd Banks, D Da Ghost this twin don't unda-stand, (D Da Ghost) shortie I ain't a pretty-boy,ma-mi I am a thug, but she does not understand
stay out of my way So ima Squeeze 1st, ask questions last Verse 1: I aint the richest but im richer than ya'll shit Banks is like the young old Chaimberlin