Lloyd Banks - Bring It Back

Feat. Fabolous

Small people forget it, Big money I'm with it
Smoke the gun, you can smell it though
I got hell of dough, come and get it.
When your heart at though come and get it,
They drop below, they spit it.
Then bring it back up, and make it clap ya
She's peachy and I just hit it.
Hoe, get off my fitty
Pull at... some jiggy
You ain't got the ash, she get me
Of course she did, I'm with it.
I'm a product of my city,
That Tupac and then Diggy
My Jewish pap... that pretty
And I'm shoe box in that kitty
Dog, I'm too hot to come f-ck me
I'll chamber you, I'm flammable
Untenable, made a name for blue.
I think I'll go find my own magnetron
Spread the beat, but I came to do,
The VV's my chain is blue
Them niggas got you gassed up,
Too much of that propane in you.
My dime is bright, all kind of white
Rap GG I'm dynamite.
Niggas, still right I'm
… I'm not the type.
Sleep on my and the Mac pinch you
Please nigga, don't swag simple.
My flow had as my last bitch
She rap now that ass triple.
Hey hey, I think I've finally found my way
Yeah, I'm missing... this box two times a day,
No, no you ain't gon' trap me
You ain't trap for Max,
Girl throw your ass around and bring it back
Come here baby, we're niggas you wont be standing by,
I bet I'm standing.. still hold you cameras up
I got that street sound, I'm beating into it
And I'm fly.
Everything I got to say, tell this man alive..

Hottest nigga in my city
Ain't no way I could possibly chill
Illest nigger around, huh
That's one hell of a hot bill
Can't see if y'all my type,
If he was, he want proof list
Hello, 911? I like to report my roof missing.
Last seen on my Lambo cool
Look sick in the camel suit
Bet your men ain't got these
I don't think you want gamble Boo
Studio of my hood chick
True living and them Bambel …
Laid back, come along with you
To give me hey while I'm sample loops.
Hoops on y'all that Lolo
Or my Ferrari Polo
You obviously love my Ho-hove
New meaning for yo-lo
All you niggers gon' learned today
I'm the teacher, I'm the tooter
Few realist, couple … I'm in the shooting
Seriously, this is heart attack
Your girl says she aim groovy,
Curious as a white girl, I hear some from scary movie
Don't get in that car, girl
Last time you gonna hear from her
Lost bitch, I bring it back
Like next time, be more careful bro!!
Hey hey, I think I've finally found my way
Yeah, I'm missing... this box two times a day,
No, no you ain't gon' trap me
You ain't trap for Max,
Girl throw your ass around and bring it back
Come here baby, we're niggas you wont be standing by,
I bet I'm standing.. still hold you cameras up
I got that street sound, I'm beating into it
And I'm fly.
Everything I got to say, tell this man alive.

Old money, is my lady
New money, is my baby
Picked up, get lick up
By a few bitches, I'm lazy.
If it's two trips, I want eighty
If it's cool kids, doing crazy.
You rockin' with the most shady,
Keep tool.. them bravy.
All I know I was looking in tallest
She probably gonna touch all us,
I'm on my own zone, my flow's grown
Might meet my .. on the short bus
Watch me hit my number gain, i'm ...
I come to win, he witney them fan dough
Crossed him and I'm jumping in.
Homeboy, I got .. skin
That mean shit don't get to me,
My bitch don't care about no other name
She just want on Tiffany .
… I'd extra from some bone head
She told me no dignity
One love to my family, you don't look like kid to me
Back to me...
Put that on my Timberland.
Hey hey, I think I've finally found my way
Yeah, I'm missing... this box two times a day,
No, no you ain't gon' trap me
You ain't trap for Max,
Girl throw your ass around and bring it back
Come here baby, we're niggas you wont be standing by,
I bet I'm standing.. still hold you cameras up
I got that street sound, I'm beating into it
And I'm fly.
Everything I got to say, tell this man alive.

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