Lloyd Banks - The Sprint lyrics

rate me

Uh, Uh, Uh, Uh

Had the game how I run it

Had been bowling all week

Set them high ever and my flow sick

This are stories for a honey gotta give me four feet

Fifth and four rounds, bout to make a gym go sweet

Chocolate eye candy gotta pick up all sweet

Tag contract can't keep these bitches off me

I rap scary, Marry marry me we a couple

You strap really keep your family with a louie duffle

Ain't too many of my level only knew a couple

Play swag and fly steady when you the buckle

We eat like the mob you on a tuna struggle

I left a piece of it

Less talk, let's do the puzzle

Hey yeah I got to shot somebody

I got the bad girls flocking me ass

Dropping and poppin' marty

The king is down, you an impostor bummy

Champagne impostor on a block are on me

It ain't no stopping mommy, and know I'm single still

Kingdom on the hill got a fleet over hills

My flows on pills, red beams with the cells

Beaming up, gotta clear my head just to chill

Borrow some movies sex scene I see the film

Fill a filthy mouth with that ass on the couch

Ceremony I'm ridin' leather chromey

You hoes will never know me

Think I'm doing better alone me

Big will, no pockey, no type like Grenoble

Blowing out the pitchers stones block out the rolley

Honey gotta fed her so her feast is all spits

Stuck my fingers in her pussy made her taste her own shit

I ain't got a wool a bottle fill you wanna dry yeah

You are all clear, living a hundred on my eye real

Die real, use your might here, right in Times Square

Bomb scare, kicking it in my eastern around here

My heart is all black, body all hacked

While they hold flash, party mob slash

Martyr grown, hard speaker,

Now the language always in the foreign corner

Cardiac, I'm an A team, if I appear gotta be by year

I swear, I catch her favourite rapper tryin' to sprint back here

Will be a neck game like a sprint I swear

When another niggers fade I'ma be right here

I'm looking at the nigger in the mirror on my single to be clearer

And this hard as ass driller, I'm just bringing you the thriller

Menage avec the swiller, hope the others even realer

It's only bedroom, and the IR when I drill her

High likes like the Eiffel I know it clips

Everything you take her back stick to V6

You goons already lose let's make it happen

Been cashing here the fattest ass

Hear a nigga clapping

I'm always getting it, this time I'll over get it

So all then hold the blizzard, throw of the pivot

My flow's frigid, yeah it's my frozen style

Big spinning balls like the golden child

They say they want to eat, neck down they flee

Chill one day, 6 times in a week

Creep, I see my haters at the crossroads

No heart, got bitches stripping on the north pole

Cold