Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - It Blows My Mind lyrics

rate me

Banks bout to bubble like crushed grapes, i don't give a fuck

Wait but bring me my cut laid in his duck tape

My heart's colder than upstate

So i ain't got time for relationships gimme a slut date

I'm far from sweet but can't get enough cake

Nigga i'll put you on your ass like tough breaks

Bitch you'd be rich if you could spend babies

I disrespect niggas call men ladies

Where i'm from the gun sound like m-80's

Timbs all year black brown and gravy

Banks got a gun that'll back down the navy

So if you owe me, could smack down and pay me

I'm honest it ain't no lies

Nigga i don't even eat in restaurants if it ain't no fries

I throw combos 6 4's and 5's

Don't put your hand out if it ain't 4 or 5

These rap niggas following me like tour guides

Talk gangsta like they got more lives

I pound out pussy leave em with sore thighs

Nigga i been fucking with tits before eyes

You might see me in the shit the store hides

I don't care i'll punch niggas with 4 eyes

Every bar takes away a lil more pride

I got something for big small and tall guys

We might pull up in big small or tall rides

We might pull up and put a bullet in your ride

Niggas want it with banks even the horse tried

I put something in your gut through your door slide

Fuck a tux i never fall in love with dem clothes

I'm ghetto Timbalands bubble gum soles

I dun seen girls turn to double dumb hoes

Then they get pregnant anotha one grows

Haters must want to see a brother gun blow

Get at me the kid with the numba one flow

If it's more than one hoe sit back and blow me

And argue over my balls like shaq and kobe

Ya'll know me relax twist back the droey

Yac and moey fuck around and jack ya roley

Ya'll don't want problems so ya give me that to show me

Nothing but cop levels running round with axe a foley

Ya'll ain't got no aim bunch of sloppy sprayers

Hitting up the wall more than hockey players

Niggas thought i was sweet but jock me later

Get your own shit why you wanna copy hater

I'm a big dog you puppy chow

Hoes wanna fuck me now

Cus they hear my name like the puffy trial

That nigga got a bad temper plus he foul

Blowing dro hand picked from a pluffy spile

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