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• Artiste: Lloyd Banks
• Titre: Everything You Got
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[Chorus: Lloyd Banks] My blood rushin off 151 proof High speed blowing weed out the sunroof My car got navigation if u want too Later I can come thru, and break it down till I touch that spot U should hop up on it, baby my performance, Will make u gimme everything u got I'I'm fresh of the corner Shorty let me warn ya I'm a put it on ya till you drop [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I'm fresh off the block, what it do baby? It's a new year and you can be my new lady I got a reputation for representing If sex was a weapon, I'm a fully loaded Heckler, Steppin, flossin, jewelry game awesome, frostin, Brighter then the lights on a Porcshe and they hatin' But I don't pay 'em no mind, Cause what I got could turn a pig to a pork rind They probably mad cause they rentin and I bought mine, And the truck sittin' higher then new york crime The fans know what's up, the shortys show me love They don't need an upper I'm they one and only drug [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] My blood rushin off 151 proof High speed blowing weed out the sunroof My car got navigation if u want too Later I can come thru, and break it down till I touch that spot U should hop up on it, baby my performance, Will make u gimme everything u got I'I'm fresh of the corner Shorty let me warn ya I'm a put it on ya till you drop [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Babygirl u comin or not If this was alcohol it'd be 100 a shot Ever since the parkin' lot I've been wantin to pop and if you knew my catalog All the frontin would stop I got us dyin out the rock, with our own lil spot She's like a porno star, and shes on that cock I got a senior out in college and a dome that's hot She got energy I got night and morn' that twat, Like it or not, I'm not fuckin with ya'll, I'll be damned to participate in somethin' this small It's really nothin to ball I got a couple to call, Three cousins from the bean and I'm fuckin 'em all [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] My blood rushin off 151 proof High speed blowing weed out the sunroof My car got navigation if u want too Later I can come thru, and break it down till I touch that spot U should hop up on it, baby my performance, Will make u gimme everything u got I'I'm fresh of the corner Shorty let me warn ya I'm a put it on ya till you drop