Lloyd Banks
Lloyd Banks - Mr. Me Too Freestyle songtekst
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Uh, I Had It Up To Hear For The Year You Fucked Up Now, Shit'll Tear For Ya Pair I Pull A Truck Up Round And Tear Up The Square Nigga Wassup Now, Im Here And You Scared, All You Niggas Weird Now How Many Brought My Cd Kill Im Ghetto, Im Trill, Im A Easy Mill Years Passed, Niggas Tryna Be Me Still Went From Watchin Tv To A Tv Deal See Me Peel, Tye Smoke In Yo Grill, Chill Rocks Raised In A 3d Field, Ill Now I Play Behind The Gt Wheel, Skill I Grind Like Im Runnin Out Of Time Now They On Me And Come Up By The Dime Slim, Thick, Fine, Gabbana Design Gettin My Whip Washed While Im On The Recline A Quarter To Walk In, Another Quarter To Rhyme Your Time Is So Shorter Than Mine 'cause I Get Mine Whenever Its Bread Time Hes A Perpetrator, I Hurt The Hater Do Something Real Dumb Now Or Hope Its Worth It Later This Aint My Worst Behavior This Is Free And Every Verse Is Paper I Guarantee Money Knot This Nigga Got A Real Watch Full Of Dummy Rocks Anybody That Rock Those Is A Dummy And Im In A Drop Rose And Its Sunny Rims Is Deep As The Pot Hole In The Roll Arrogant Since Snot Nose And It Shows I Aint Havin It, I'll Getcha Holes In Ya Clothes The Reign Aint Over I Got Fours To Expose My Closet Is The Mall, Thats Why Im Fuckin Ya Hoes .357 With The Pinocchio Nose Only As I Hop Out The Rose...