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got 'em like - lloyd banks lyrics

[intro:]
uh! turn me up!
huh?
yeah!
i- i got ’em like!
like…

[verse 1:]
uh! – l. bank$, baby balla of the year! (year!)
got about nine, ten dimes and all of ’em is here
(here!)
it don’t matter, cause before the night is done i
disappear (‘pear!)
tell my new one i’m leavin outta’ the side, meet me
there!
yeah! – weed and bottles everywhere (ugh!)
metal fulla’ hollows, i don’t mind a petty stare!
(nah!)
i don’t need a favor, baby; i’m a millionaire!
got a show hoppin’ outta the leer in tanzania.
(tanzania!)
you ain’t gettin’ nuthin’, you ain’t gettin’ money!
(money!)
money make a mack more; more henny, more honeys!
hundred dolla billz; fifty dolla billz, keep the 20’s
(20’s!)
dummy, i’m a go-getta’, bitter – old n-gg-; spitter!
gold-digger, couldn’t dig yaself a chip?
dig yaself a hole, told ’em i was cold from the rip!
(rip!)
zero, zero man, need more of those in my sh-t! (sh-t!)
hoes in my whip, mo(et) ’till i’m sick! – i’m rich!

[chorus: singing]
ladies, they love me!
they’ eyes are on my money! (yeah!)
they pay me and i stunt
and i can have any girl i waaant!

[bridge:]
i got ’em like!
i- i got ’em like!

[verse 2:]
ugh! – black “beamer”, blue “benz”, red “bentley”
(yeah!)
audemar sporter y’all; all o’ y’all petty! (petty!)
heavy metal hangin’ chain danglin’ on me while i’m
boppin’
i can – see the whole crowd watchin’ while we rockin’.
(whooo-whhhoooo!)
coppin’ – bottle-poppin’, pop a cork like a sport
(ugh!)
hit a hater in the nose when i open my rosé! (pukk,
pukk!)
lv’s and g’s all over my clothes
bank rolls everywhere bank$ goes, she ain’t yours. (she
ain’t yours!)
as far as flows, mine’s like an automatic (pow, pow!)
mack-11 or dumb-dumb’ll quiet all the static! (sh, sh!)
i gotta’ habit! – i’m f-ckin’ like an addict
area code scattered from the way i +work magic+!
(uuuuh-ooooooh!)
so tragic, n-gg- run up on me wrong (wrong!)
grown -ss whippin bout 2:30 in the morn’! (morn’!)
cases of white brown and bottles of the dom (dom!)
the chron-chron and girls on my arm, it’s on! (yeah!)

[chorus: singing]
ladies, they love me!
they’ eyes are on my money! (ugh-huh!)
they pay me and i stunt
and i can have any girl i waaant!

[bridge:]
i got ’em like! (yeah!)
i- i got ’em like! (uh!)

- lloyd banks lyrics

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