Lloys bank feat lloyd

[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, I got em like! Like! Like! [Verse 1] Uh! L - Banks baby balla’ of the year Got about nine, ten dimes, and all of ‘em ‘iz here It don’t matter, cuz before the night is done I disappear Tell my new one I’m leavin outta’ the side Meet me there Yeh Weed and bottles everywhere Metal fulla’ hollows I don’t mind a petty stare I don’t need a favor Baby, I’m a millionaire Got a show hoppin outta’ the leer in Tanzania You ain’t gettin’ nuthin’ You ain’t gettin’money Money make a mack more More Henney more honeys Hunned’ dolla’ billz, fifty dolla’ billz, keep the 20’s Dummy, I’ma’ go-getta’, bitter, old ni$$a, spitter Gold-digger, couldn’t dig ya’self a chip Dig ya’self a hole, told ‘em I was cold from the rip Zero zero man, need more of those in my shi! Hoes in my whip, Mo’(et) till I’m sick I’m rich! [Chorus 1] Ladies, they love me They’ eyes are on my money They pay me and I stunt And I can have any girl I want I got ‘em like! Go shawty go shawty go Go shawty go shawty go I, I got ‘em like! Go shawty go shawty go Go, go, go, go! [Verse 2] Uh Black Bimmer, blue Benz, red Bentley Audemar sporter, ya’ll All a’ ya’ll petty Heavy metal hangin’ Chain danglin’ on me while I’m boppin’ I can, see the whole crowd watchin’ while we rockin’ Coppin’, bottle-poppin’ Pop a cork like a sport Hit a hater in the nose when I open my ros