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Lloyd Banks - Follow The Leader Lyrics

Anywhere it’s gone, there we popping up
And we taking all these bitches popping ‘bout
Then we taking all these bitches out the club
It’s early in the morning and I’m tryin’ to fuck

Stripper booty, game spitter
She popping, I’m okwith her
This ain’t no mistake nigga
Big gold rings on eight fingers
Puma shoes, I’m hoe proof
Mixtape Zeus, the big Jesus
24 hours of sexting sour
Then my flow’s on a six day cruise
Getting better every day, can’t lose
Cool sweater, I’m a Good Thread fool
Hit him and I go, I’m rude
Swimming in the dough like Scrooge
Should’ve been a pilot, bro
Should’ve been blown a long time ago
Now let’s make these comers grow
My chick got that Saint Thomas gold
I left a whole weekend, three black days in the bat cave
Few bad hoes that sing background
I ménage they asses backstage
Catch a ride on my rap wave
Surf’s up, make my verse down
Mermaids on my days off
Money, made my first now

Anywhere it’s gone, there we popping up
And we taking all these bitches popping ‘bout
Then we taking all these bitches out the club
It’s early in the morning and I’m tryin’ to fuck

Shorty if you’re boring then you got to go
Every night performing, now let’s start the show
Twenty women on me in my limousine
Telling me they want it ‘cause I’m getting green

Leader of the new school, I’m ‘bout my bread academy
Top notch hoes wanna marry me
My foes on my head, I’m the cavalry
We out here living like savages
In the battlefield, no battery
I kick these 16’s sitting down
These little niggas ain’t half of me
No in the same lane, actually
My appetite with some accolades
All these fat ass silhouettes
I spot ‘em through my … shades
All our tickets go full trips
Bitches call me Ruth Chris
Dishes on my new wheels, pictures in my new fits
Damn sure ain’t 3, 4, 5, so who’s in your top two in this?
I’m the one they biting from
I put that on my blue pits
Ain’t no prob, I do this, number one spot, I’m the coolest
Don’t doubt me, that’s foolish
I’ll burn down these computers

Anywhere it’s gone, there we popping up
And we taking all these bitches popping ‘bout
Then we taking all these bitches out the club
It’s early in the morning and I’m tryin’ to fuck

Shorty if you’re boring then you got to go
Every night performing, now let’s start the show
Twenty women on me in my limousine
Telling me they want it ‘cause I’m getting green
 

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