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Lloyd Banks - I'm So Fly lyrics
Yee! Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga (laughs) Yee! [Chorus] I’m So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy I’m So High… An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye When I Ride By… An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year Nigga Im So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy…. [Verse 1 : Lloyd Banks] Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta) To smooth to stutta (stutta) His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta) Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her Grab the burna cuz she aint concerned cuz he’s a earna My bitch lays it out real nice for me to burn her We Fight, wake up n’ fuck like Ike n’ Tina Turner It’s a privilege to ride with a celeb Cause them girls over there don’t got a problem given head Paranoia is on ya that’s why your mama is in your bed Fuck a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head where the block im from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin niggas baby mama is pregnant and still fuckin It’s eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow The chronic is blown For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta go back home [Chorus] I’m So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy I’m So High… An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye When I Ride By… An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year Nigga Im So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy…. [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Don’t confuse me with these suckas Cause when I spit you hear more ouus then a skip to my lou move at the rucka Thank god for given Banks the gift You think that bandana makes you a gangsta but all I see is a handkerchief Nigga there’s no one out the click that freeze us Believe that cause I aint scared of shit but jesus Look dawg i dont roam with the poodles Difference is i'm eating in Rome and you eatin roman noodles Ya boys corrupt kid Banks will send a bitch to the store just for a piece of cheesecake like puff did You jokes cant afford these homes Look around I got 40 clones now look down that’s 40 stones And that’s only in the necklace I’m bony and I’m reckless (vroom) there’s Tony in a Lexus Im fresh out the gutta scrap whatcha man thought Im in the hood with more straps than a Jan Sport [Chorus] I’m So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy I’m So High… An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye When I Ride By… An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year Nigga Im So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy…. [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] When I travel I know Im gonna get stuck Cause they harass us in the airport like i know wen itz blowin shit up I got the patience of a high school teacher with a bright future why the fuck would I have a bomb on my sneaker Will the goody girls back of us My hearts colder than jack frost is We pack shows and attract bosses Black clothes and my black forces A black rose for a rats coffin Blowin O’s in that black coffin Blowin the road and im back flossin No one knows how much that’s costin Fuck ass only the green moves me I got a clean Uzi A pair of gloves and a mask from the scream movie So if your plottin on poppin off, sceem smoothly Or get a little red spatter on ya cream coogy My name ring each state So you aint gotta go all the way to LA to get ur mc eight [Chorus] I’m So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy I’m So High… An I’m on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye When I Ride By… An I don’t care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year Nigga Im So Fly… An I’ve got money so that’s a good enough reason to buy the things I buy…. |
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