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  • Текст песни Lloyd Banks - Score

    Исполнитель: Lloyd Banks
    Название песни: Score
    Дата добавления: 11.06.2016 | 02:15:27
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    [Verse 1:]
    Good thing my flow came with a tag
    They runnin' off with my swag
    I'm runnin' up in my jeweler, 100k in my bag
    B.A.N.K., escort me to the paper
    Kickman, sensai, best MC to date, sir
    Baby's screamin' love
    Must take me for dummy
    Bottles poppin' while the moon up
    Leave out when it's sunny shortie
    Everyday a fun day, time flies when you're stuntin' boy
    You workin' with them people? Then why you out here cuffin'?
    Yeah, I'm short on my awards
    Pocket full of money tho'
    Pussy by the party, Chronic by the motherload
    Money over bitches, that there's a whole other code
    Dreams are lavish wishes
    14 karats tub of gold
    BMW whip around, I'm back on my shit now
    Gym bag of that cash, y'all mad, big smile
    Hoppin' out with a grip, with a light low, piff cloud
    Clockin' out for my trip, with the right flow, I'm a get crowned

    [Hook:]
    And our shit 'bout to get realier, cause I just left the dealer
    And all I see is Benjamins when I look in the mirror
    And you're shorter than my feelings, I'm standin' on the buildin'
    It's showtime when them cameras on, and I just got that feelin'
    I'm a score, how could you ignore me? I've been workin' all day
    What's up with this orgy? time to get it goin'
    Gettin' drunk and smokin', parkin' up and clubin'
    Goin home with somethin'

    [Verse 2:]
    I'm the hardest on the street, I go marble on a beat
    Ridin' around with no ceilin', Car note on my feet
    These hoes are nothin' but sheep, I'm the shepard
    And my neck lit, respect it, protect it
    He buggin' out, infested
    This Rose got me stumblin' out the Louie out in London
    I'm coppin' by the double and I'm smokin' 'bout a hundred leafs
    Use to dream to be a millionaire, who thought I'd become one
    Speakers Knockin' trunks, dumbing Bentley, driver hear me comin'
    Like a free throw when I rap, G code for my tat
    Flood the VIP up, three hoes on my lap
    All of y'all I'm better than, veteran on that medicine
    Whips so fast your head will spin, come get some of this heroin
    Blue made for that camera, I'm flashy as shit
    Whipping foreign, well I'm enjoying my passionate flip
    If they all bad, I ain't pickin', I'm clappin' the clique
    I gotta high pick in the draft, with a contract to my dick
    Them bitches down, then Lil Tina mix a round
    I'm liftin' off in London, bet the kid don't strick a pound
    She already rolled the weed, I'm hittin' as soon as I hit the ground
    I'm 'bout to make a movie, taken pictures now

    [Hook:]
    And our shit 'bout to get realier, cause I just left the dealer
    And all I see is Benjamins when I look in the mirror
    And you're shorter than my feelings, I'm standin' on the buildin'
    It's showtime when them cameras on, and I just got that feelin'
    I'm a score, how could you ignore me? I've been workin' all day
    What's up with this orgy? time to get it goin'
    Gettin' drunk and smokin', parkin' up and clubin'
    Goin home with somethin'

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