Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - New Pu$$y lyrics

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[Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}] <br>Yeah! <br>Thi-thi- this is that G-shit! {"COLD CORNER"! } <br>Not-not that R'n'B shit! {THE MIXTAPE! } [scratches] <br> <br>[Intro:] <br>Yeah! <br>Thi-thi- this is that G-Shit! {WHOO KID! } <br>Not-not that R'n'B... [rewind] <br> <br>[Intro:] <br>Yeah! <br>Thi-thi- this is that G-Shit! <br>Not-not that R'n'B shit! <br>Yeah! <br>My-my my niggas need this! {DAMN! } [kids ovation] <br>It's 2 G's Up! {COME ON! } <br> <br>[Verse:] <br>Put my back against the wall, I'm coming back! - Holding a Gat! <br>Don't get clapped - all over rap. Vision black - rat-tat-tat-tat [gunshot] <br>Tools on my gun wounds like big said, I get bread <br>Jealousy help my shit spread. - I smoke 'em like a rich dread (whoo!) <br>Chronic out the windpipe and keep his Gat with him tight (yeah!) <br>These other rappers feminine and wear their denim skintight! <br>I been right! - The win type - since my speed 10 bike (uh!) <br>Don't come without a invite - or feel the barrel spin by. (uh-huh!) <br>That fuck a hoe attitude that Snoop was on, I been on it (yeah!) <br>The only bag I bought a broad had McDonald's on it <br>Neck got diamonds on it! - That's why they climbin' on 'em. (yeah!) {Whoooooooooooooooooooooooo} <br>Reach, I eat the fuck food. (ha!) He'll look like piranha tore 'em. {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } <br>Bank$'ll connoisseur 'em, extinct, dinosaur 'em. <br>Run in a nigga crib - break the fine China on 'em! (pssh!) <br>He rap about big clips but he don't got 'em on 'em! (uh-huh!) <br>Scared to show his face in the bricks and he ain't got a warrant. (whaaaaooooooooooooooooohhhhhhh!) <br>We will crush whoever you bring if we cannot ignore it <br>Bet his mouth won't say nothin' slick with the heater knockin' on it. <br>Hoppin' out with everything! - Wear my jewelry everywhere. <br>Royal blue pennies with my Semi and my Pelle, yeah! <br>Yeah! - I been street aware way before the green <br>Murder scene, children know [scream] what candles on the corner mean. (hahhh!) <br>I made it out the corridor. - They blowin' out enormous steam. (uh!) <br>'Cause I'm showin' all this guap. Bentley spur-forest green! (yeah!) <br>I'm already mean but if the engineer record it clean. <br>I'm a make 'em bling like the feeling when you dope a fiend, <br>Kush leaves from night to morn, three quarters of my life is porn. <br>My schedule ain't quite the norm, I barely got to write this song, <br>We don't follow right from wrong. - We do what the fuck we want! <br>Hot bitch, icey arm, catch me with the trunk in front. (whoo!) <br>These niggas ain't gon' like me long, fuck it let the punk get pumped <br>I carry like I'm licensed for 'em - nigga don't confront me drunk. (yeah!) <br>I crack 'em with' this empty rose, turn his head to humpty dump <br>I one night stand these hoes. - Better? for cunt (nah!) <br>Addict for the love of cash, bright future, troubled past, <br>Daiquiris and beach chairs, you gotta drive to cut my grass! (uuuuuuh-ooooooooooooooh!) <br>I pack like plaxico 'cause of the way my necklace glow (whooo!) <br>Hoes and 4 wheelers by the villas out in mexico! {DAMN! } <br>I love the dough! - X and O! - G mackin', steppin' slow <br>Bro, you a stepping stone, I'm known but I'm reppin' though. {Whoooooooooooo! } <br>Bring ya chick around, I'm takin' her home, makin' her moan <br>Makin' her scream, sendin' her back, now you mad, breakin' her phone. (whoo!) <br>Ain't no arguin', I'm grown, stay the fuck up out my zone <br>Get it, it hit it, then I'm gone! - Let my nigga get his turn. - Word! {COME ON! } <br> <br>[Chorus:] <br>There's no pussy like new pussy, [scream] {OOOHH! } <br>There's no money like new dough, - I though ya knew hoe <br>I'm hood hoppin', you know how the 22's roll {CAN'T FORGET... } <br>Smokin' out the window of the Benz, yeah the usual {MONEY WRONG} <br>How the hell they gon catch me? - Them niggas too slow! {KAOS! } <br>Money over more shit, where I go, the crew go! <br>Tell me I ain't doin' my thang - the fuck is you, yo! <br>Catch me ridin' round with my thang, I drop a sumo. {DAMN! } <br>Sooner or later, matter of time, bet they all learn <br>Snitches die a thousand times, G's make the world turn. {DAMN! } <br> <br>[Outro:] <br>Yeah! <br>If you know what we know... <br>It's still M-O-B though! {HAHA} <br>Ha! {CAN'T FORGET... } <br>Yeah! {MONSTER! } [blast]<br>

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