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Lloyd Banks( Christopher Charles Lloyd )
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Payback (P's & Q's)
Lyricist:Christopher Lloyd, Kenny Nolan
I meet my forb at the corner store Me and niggaz rapping out here, I just want it more Turn the music down, you can hear my stomach roar Bagged a hundred bitches last year Just bagged a hundred more
They hatin' but everything that goes Comes back sticky green fun pack Jewellery make me hump back
Back packers want that And they ain't 'bout the diamonds shit He gon' commercial Who the fuck you think you rhyming with?
I got the drama kid and my Obama whip Bitches running up on my stage, 'lil' mama shit 'Lil' mama thick and my time is slim Come 'bout thirty minutes after I put the condom in
I'm gettin' to the dough Louie on my foot Put the metal to the floor Is all a nigga know
Payback, don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul It's funny how the bullshit goes you never know Payback don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
They crown me with the punch hat, who better? I hit red skins, smoke green and spit blue pepper Benz blue leather, jet cool weather Cool meaning hot, so I don't need the top
Calm down, breathe and stop Start and I'ma skip your pulse Mister, my life's the shit Calamari shrimp and boats
C-notes, 5 Ferrari, different coast I'ma suits 'em up, probably ain't gotta lift my toes I shut my dogs on 'em like Jehova Witness I done made it to the top like I said I told you bitches
They don't really want me They just want my riches So motherfuck the law Friends, cousins and sisters
I'm gettin' to the dough Louie on my foot Put the metal to the floor Is all a nigga know Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com
Payback, don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know Payback don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
I turn the club to TV, come dancing with the stars Than I'm in ya ear, in her ear, amping a ménage Nigga make the money, but never knew how it felt In a hundred pair pants, that's a hundred different belts
Dress kills, chronic helps, pussy just for the moment Ballin' like a Hornet, see I get it, I want it Everybody knows, heat hurts, she got to show me first Magician, but I can turn them to a Holy Ghost
You can bring two, three, four of them, the wars won Tick-tock boom, make 'em all run, come on, son Big talks just talk, I let my money bark Put my Ferrari in park, give them a running start
Go, 'cause I don't feel a single drop of pressure No, he go strap foreign guap collector He better stop all the hate, he know my ends straight I clap your girl, make the bed break, leak the sex tape
I'm gettin' to the dough Louie on my foot Put the metal to the floor Is all a nigga know
Payback, don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know Payback don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
I'm gettin' to the dough Louie on my foot Put the metal to the floor, is all a nigga know
Payback, don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know Payback don't come around here disrespecting We don't take that I'm on my leathers every second
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