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lloyd banks' bathroom - sankofa lyrics

[intro]
i gotta go man
i gotta go
i gotta go man
man, where am i going to go?
yo, is that door ajar?

[verse]
i crashed lloyd banks’ studio session, spraying his poo*pourri
dropped it heavy, so heavy dude needed a new latrine
tipped the bleach over, spilled on his bath mat
looking like a kwame tribute to hazmat
i’m not paying for it, i did a dump and dash
even had the fancy soap, hands caught a pumpkin splash
staying sober, far from any drunken act
blacking out and doing dumb, man where’s the fun in that?
i didn’t seal the deal in usual ways
ran out of toilet paper, had to use the bidet
monogrammed towels, a super sl!ckest array
pretty sure it read motel 6 on the braid
the sequined shower curtain started to move up
revealing lloyd recording with his phone on a loofah
he said “dude what you doing up my bathroom?”
i threw g*unit bar of soap at him and dashed smooth
he got up fast but slipped, grabbed my leg and held fast
i kicked myself loose but rhyme book it fell, crash
i’m not the type to be sentimental, but still
you’ll probably hear some raps of mine from his diamonds and grills
the ghostwriting that i’m never getting paid for
felt about ten pounds lighter when i hit the door
heard him screaming, talking ‘bout some reindeer
i grabbed the milk and cookies on my way and i’m safe, here
sn*tched a couple stockings, looking like some dope socks
extra fresh, sockonomic posit soul floss
[outro]
yo man
i’m sorry to interrupt your studio session man
so if you hear a voice and man, it sounds like it came from fort wayne
it was probably me
it was probably me
i had to use it man

- sankofa lyrics

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