Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - Make A Move lyrics

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[Lloyd Banks Intro]

Uh...

G-Yeah...

I'm back...



[Chorus]

I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules

But i can make you move

About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs

Now that'll make um move

Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind

I lashed out too fast to take my time

I got to get in position to make her mine

Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee

You know i got my nineee

Think twice before you cross that lineee

Nigga you must have lost your minddd

Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss



[Verse]

Shorty got to shakin' and i'm waitin' to take her home

it's hot as hell in here and i'm bakin' up a Patrone

i know a couple different ways i can make 'um bone

and when i'm done with her, she'll wanna take a nigga to Rome

give me a hour i have her blowin' up my phone

like a stem to a stone she won't leave me alone

million dollar nigga i get it and show off

but Doja, give ma minute with your boss, i'll fold ya

New York fitted and gold cross in a Rover

holster, all over the shoulder

i'm the sickest thing spittin' in NY

your plane ain't the same, it's different when i fly

Southside player play around and get shot

twenty four hours steak out on your block

don't get your views confused with Hip-Hop

'fore you wind up on the news, now watch the hit drop..



[Chorus]

I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules

But i can make you move

About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs

Now that'll make um move

Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind

I lashed out too fast to take my time

I got to get in position to make her mine

Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee

You know i got my nineee

Think twice before you cross that lineee

Nigga you must have lost your minddd

Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss



[Verse]

Yeah..

From what i hear niggaz don't like me

it's funny, they wanna be jus' like me

you bummy, it's jealousy more than likely

the money, they made a nigga all icey

four finger ring that boy doin' his thing

VVS Bling my chain long as a swing

boulevard king over known in Beijing

fully prepared for whatever the drama may bring

sixty-nine scraper with the up and down pumps

murder is forever don't fuck around once

bottle after bottle i down 'um till i'm drunk

if you ain't chipped in don't come around my blunt

grimey and gritty New York City's top gun

first nigga act up gets a hot one

BPV the bottom and top done

i get there, i gets it, i'm done, one..



[Chorus]

I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules

But i can make you move

About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs

Now that'll make um move

Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind

I lashed out too fast to take my time

I got to get in position to make her mine

Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee

You know i got my nineee

Think twice before you cross that lineee

Nigga you must have lost your minddd

Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss



[Verse]

Yeah..

I don't know about you but i'm doin' it for the queue

whip brand new size twenty-two shoe

use your money don't let your money use you

i got a cruise view, you know the usual

my life's beautful, my pockets full of bread

you get outta pocket i play soccer with your head

and that girl ain't your girl know the difference boy

nigga i done killed more niggaz than a liquor store

i left somethin' on her when i seen her

and she was rubbin' it in, like Nakazeena

she will kill big niggaz, cute big hips

and she's pretty convincin', a video vixen

if you lookin' for a mack i fit the description

chicks see him take pictures and kiss him

back blockin' nigga i get it and i'm good

i'm hood, livin' life like you should..



[Chorus]

I'm a G-Unit nigga that means i don't play by the rules

But i can make you move

About a quarter mill on juice so i ride around with the Ooohs

Now that'll make um move

Ma, you should stay in or come to me make up your mind

I lashed out too fast to take my time

I got to get in position to make her mine

Cuz i ain't leavin' the club without my dimeee

You know i got my nineee

Think twice before you cross that lineee

Nigga you must have lost your minddd

Thinkin' you can get off my shinesss



[Outro]

Grew up in the Y... New York that is...

Y-Y-Ya know the name...

I handle my biz... kid...


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