[Lloyd Banks:]
I'm chillin' n****
Lloyd f***** Banks n****
Ya'll know me
You can't handle me
[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
I don't know why the f*** ya'll rappin' for
To sound like Banks you got to practice more
I done told ya'll before I'll crack ya jaw
Yeah I'm s***tin' what you think Exlax is for?
Rub it up I don't like to hit the mattress raw
It don't matter if you ghetto or a actress w****
Why you actin' like you never been slapped before?
You must ain't ever been slapped before
We all stars and we all got gats to draw
Cognac by the gallon and packs of raw
I'm a turtle package you couldn't ask for more
When my s*** drop n***** 'gon attack the store
I'm that raw
You don't wanna see the tool kit
I'll put chalk around ya head like a pool stick
I have a new chick
That'll make you drool quick
I'm still sonin' n***** that I went to school with
n***** know I'm sick
I ain't got to prove s***
I'm a slick mouth n**** with a smooth lip
'Bout to rule s***
Thats right give it up
Banks 'bout to live it up
New house ribbon cut
I don't give a f***
Only reason why I'm here is cause I deliver cuts
I hit yours you don't wanna give ya liver up
Break it down roll it up
Light the brown bubble gum
Drinkin' 'till I'm throwin' up
Ya'll smokin' dro or what?
I'm still growin' up
f*** all that forever s***
Big drops is what I better get
All leather s***
While you on that pleather s***
My n***** together thick
Game, I'm ahead of it
I make the weather switch
As the days go by I'm gettin' better b****
I'm a f*****' problem you can't edit this
Step back before we pop 'till your sweater rips
I'm a vet at this
Ya'll n***** cheddar-less
Hennessey and Streter grips
Think about sluggin' me
You gotta hit L and T-O- double D
I'm chillin' n****
Lloyd f***** Banks n****
Ya'll know me
You can't handle me
[Verse: Lloyd Banks]
I don't know why the f*** ya'll rappin' for
To sound like Banks you got to practice more
I done told ya'll before I'll crack ya jaw
Yeah I'm s***tin' what you think Exlax is for?
Rub it up I don't like to hit the mattress raw
It don't matter if you ghetto or a actress w****
Why you actin' like you never been slapped before?
You must ain't ever been slapped before
We all stars and we all got gats to draw
Cognac by the gallon and packs of raw
I'm a turtle package you couldn't ask for more
When my s*** drop n***** 'gon attack the store
I'm that raw
You don't wanna see the tool kit
I'll put chalk around ya head like a pool stick
I have a new chick
That'll make you drool quick
I'm still sonin' n***** that I went to school with
n***** know I'm sick
I ain't got to prove s***
I'm a slick mouth n**** with a smooth lip
'Bout to rule s***
Thats right give it up
Banks 'bout to live it up
New house ribbon cut
I don't give a f***
Only reason why I'm here is cause I deliver cuts
I hit yours you don't wanna give ya liver up
Break it down roll it up
Light the brown bubble gum
Drinkin' 'till I'm throwin' up
Ya'll smokin' dro or what?
I'm still growin' up
f*** all that forever s***
Big drops is what I better get
All leather s***
While you on that pleather s***
My n***** together thick
Game, I'm ahead of it
I make the weather switch
As the days go by I'm gettin' better b****
I'm a f*****' problem you can't edit this
Step back before we pop 'till your sweater rips
I'm a vet at this
Ya'll n***** cheddar-less
Hennessey and Streter grips
Think about sluggin' me
You gotta hit L and T-O- double D