Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Follow The Leader lyrics

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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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