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practice - lloyd banks lyrics

[verse 1]
60 in diamonds or more, check me in shiny couture
you n-ggas ain’t gettin money
don’t lie to me lie to the law
bugatti b, ak a, and a lovely n
russian k, dollars signs s’s and a couple timbs
f-ck ya girl and f-ck her friends
play em over here to know what’s up with them
mojo got em breakin out the cuffs again (again?)
f-ck the average life, to shoot for that is bad advice
i prefer paradise, would you get mad i had it twice?
play with me get paralyzed and i be where they parasail
i’m parallel to anything standin’ i got a parrot smell (you smell that?)
legendary paragraphs, so high i need a parachute (shhhhooooot)
they mock me like a parrot, 80 carats while i laugh at you
one of the only rappers who just happens to
not have to do what they done did
later kid; your reputation black and blue (thats f-cked up!)
and i’m practically new, closet like half of the zoo
mob ’em, no mask in the crew
starvin’ in back in the stew
foreign kick-back on the tool
my charm gets me -ss by the two
back stroke laps in the pool
got her comin back to screw
she on my nuts if i nail her
i have her f-ckin, suckin, tuckin a hammer
in my camaro sunken, drunk as a sailor
show up and nothin familiar
you keep it real? we feel ya
u pistol packin for that mirror
i bet someone’ll k!ll ya (tonight!)
hollow tips fill ya you’ll be shakin like shakira
death is near ya, you betta clear ya mind
and steer ya car like there’s no time
quarter millie lambo shine
stuntin like im practicin (practicin!)
ballin w-lly and a don, hustle like a african
quarter clappa marathon
man i dont f-cked my mattress in (its broke!)
runway model -ss-athon
palmin’ while im p-ssin’ ’em (shhhhhoooo)
louis shoes and louis shades
south jamaica super dave
gucci wear and gucci watch
gucci bottoms, gucci top
favorite color gucci box
good from hear to gucci block
you softer than a coochie
pick the poochie
get ya coogi popped
mansions an jacuzzi stops
wish my haters uzi shots
woozy head and oozin pots
empty as they jewelry box
gator by the box
snake, suede, leather, ostrich
new chrome on the two tone
what betta way to watch us?
middle fingers to coppers
on the corner with my partners
remy martin, henny, vodka
handgun, semi, chopper
heavy drama, heavy gwapa
we’ll tie down every doctor
deadly wounds and heavy opera
and there’s new room on the roster

- lloyd banks lyrics

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