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    Lloyd Banks

    It Blows My Mind

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    Добавлена 2 марта 2007 пользователем AND1

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    Banks bout to bubble like crushed grapes, i dont give a fuck
    Wait but bring me my cut laid in his duck tape
    My hearts colder than upstate
    So i aint got time for relationships gimme a slut date
    Im far from sweet but cant get enough cake
    Nigga ill put you on your ass like tough breaks
    Bitch youd be rich if you could spend babies
    I disrespect niggas call men ladies
    Where im from the gun sound like m-80s
    Timbs all year black brown and gravy
    Banks got a gun thatll back down the navy
    So if you owe me, could smack down and pay me
    Im honest it aint no lies
    Nigga i dont even eat in restaurants if it aint no fries
    I throw combos 6 4s and 5s
    Dont put your hand out if it aint 4 or 5
    These rap niggas following me like tour guides
    Talk gangsta like they got more lives
    I pound out pussy leave em with sore thighs
    Nigga i been fucking with tits before eyes
    You might see me in the shit the store hides
    I dont care ill punch niggas with 4 eyes
    Every bar takes away a lil more pride
    I got something for big small and tall guys
    We might pull up in big small or tall rides
    We might pull up and put a bullet in your ride
    Niggas want it with banks even the horse tried
    I put something in your gut through your door slide
    Fuck a tux i never fall in love with dem clothes
    Im ghetto Timbalands bubble gum soles
    I dun seen girls turn to double dumb hoes
    Then they get pregnant anotha one grows
    Haters must want to see a brother gun blow
    Get at me the kid with the numba one flow
    If its more than one hoe sit back and blow me
    And argue over my balls like shaq and kobe
    Yall know me relax twist back the droey
    Yac and moey fuck around and jack ya roley
    Yall dont want problems so ya give me that to show me
    Nothing but cop levels running round with axe a foley
    Yall aint got no aim bunch of sloppy sprayers
    Hitting up the wall more than hockey players
    Niggas thought i was sweet but jock me later
    Get your own shit why you wanna copy hater
    Im a big dog you puppy chow
    Hoes wanna fuck me now
    Cus they hear my name like the puffy trial
    That nigga got a bad temper plus he foul
    Blowing dro hand picked from a pluffy spile
    [ It Blows My Mind Lyrics ]
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