Get Rich or Die Tryin' movie - You Already Know lyrics
rate meSong by LLoyd Banks feat 50 Cent, Young Buck<br /><br>
[Intro: Lloyd Banks]<br>
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!<br>
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]<br>
You already know, my mind is on my dough<br>
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe<br>
I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'<br>
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro<br>
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know<br>
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll<br>
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'<br>
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go<br>
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[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]<br>
I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, cocoa inside me, so cold and grimey<br>
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to find me<br>
Wherever there's money, yeah I'm the shit honey (WOO!!!)<br>
Hood nigga with the rubberband grip money<br>
If I go broke I make you and your man strip dummy<br>
Yeah nigga, you don't want it with them their bigger<br>
Cross us, your on somethin we bare niggaz<br>
Yeah nigga here trigga teflon chest gone G's up<br>
Freeze up and you'll end up in your lawn<br>
It's the protege of 50, inspired by Biggie<br>
Burns more than Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me<br>
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than ever<br>
Dead smack in the hood good pokin out my leather<br>
I'm a Good Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater<br>
If your bitch give me a sign I'm a get her<br>
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]<br>
You already know, my mind is on my dough<br>
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe<br>
I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'<br>
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro<br>
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know<br>
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll<br>
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'<br>
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go<br>
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[Verse 2: 50 Cent]<br>
Cause were always focused we move around with the toasters<br>
Push the rock to the smokers, warnin do not approach us<br>
We in the club with the pokers, steppin in Gucci Loafers<br>
Stuntin in Testerossas, stylin in front of vultures<br>
Ma quickly to call us, baddest bitches they know us<br>
After the show they blow us, and do all type of shit to us<br>
Now I can speak for me cause me everywhere I be<br>
Niggaz know I'm a G, got it locked got the keys<br>
We move from bundles to D sippin on Hennessy<br>
Buck rollin the trees, Banks countin the cheese<br>
We get the paper then breeze, nigga we overseas<br>
You stuck in the hood, aw that ain't good<br>
Different town, different tour, different telly, different whore<br>
Triple X, wet sex, who's next, latex<br>
Condom, condo, I'm tight my money long though<br>
You lookin for a drink bitch I ain't what you lookin for<br>
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]<br>
You already know, my mind is on my dough<br>
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe<br>
I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'<br>
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro<br>
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know<br>
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll<br>
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'<br>
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go<br>
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[Verse 3: Young Buck]<br>
I'm out on bond but the forty still on me<br>
Bouncin 'round like Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies<br>
Watch I hit, need a lick, ain't 'gon get me a brick<br>
I keep on losin shootin dice and I'm sick of this shit<br>
Clientele still poppin so the junkies keep comin<br>
And my neighbors is watchin but we still gettin money<br>
On thgis block till the sun drop I don't have a home<br>
I do not stop, sellin rocks, thug till I'm gone<br>
Got a couple old schools and some iced out jewels<br>
Some G-Unit shoes probably full of tatooes<br>
'Bout to stomp me a bitch, put the pump to his lips<br>
Tell him talk that shit, now y'all wanna trip<br>
I keep it dirty on the East Coast dirty on the West<br>
Just a dirty lil' nigga with a glock and a vest<br>
Banks tell me you don't like 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga<br>
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks]<br>
You already know, my mind is on my dough<br>
A millionaire that won't spend a dollar on a hoe<br>
I'm still in here tryin to get a model out the do'<br>
High blowin bottle after bottle of that dro<br>
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know<br>
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't roll<br>
From the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'<br>
If you ain't with the program ma you gotta go<br>
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