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Lloyd Banks - Burying Bodies lyrics
(feat. 50 Cent)
 [50 Cent:]
 Yeah Lloyd Banks Uh huh Boywonder
 [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
 Allow me to re-introduce myself my name is L-L-O- to the Y-D-
 I'll hook your stupid ass up to an I.V.
 All of a sudden niggas think that they can try me
 Cause my videos on MTV
 But if anybody comes near me then I'll be caged in the slammer
 My fans callin' me stupid cause it was all over music
 But as soon as you cut 'em slack they abuse it
 I'm tryin' to figure out who these niggas got me confused with
 [Whoo Kid:]
 Bring it back
 Mo' Money In The Bank Part Three
 [50 Cent:]
 Yeah Lloyd Banks Uh huh Boywonder
 [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks]
 Allow me to re-introduce myself my name is L-L-O- to the Y-D-
 I'll hook your stupid ass up to an I.V.
 All of a sudden niggas think that they can try me
 Cause my videos on MTV
 But if anybody comes near me then I'll be caged in the slammer
 My fans callin' me stupid cause it was all over music
 But as soon as you cut 'em slack they abuse it
 I'm tryin' to figure out who these niggas got me confused with
 Before the goons flip
 Nigga you'll lose shit
 Like ya equilibrium and what you chew ya food with
 Followed by chest pains
 Cause I ain't wrestling
 Life is like a chess game
 And its my move
 You lose
 I cruise
 Big Benz
 No friends
 Just me one nine
 Full clip i'm fine
 Lets ride I can guarantee ya I won't sleepLloyd Banks - Burying Bodies - http://motolyrics.com/lloyd-banks/burying-bodies-lyrics.html
 And ain't a nigga you can sic on me that I won't rip shit
 [50 Cent:]
 I heard that nigga Nas talkin' about me
 He don't want it with me
 He can't even fuck with my niggas
 Do you hear this nigga Banks?
 Oh my god
 [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]
 To fade me its gon' take more than guts
 You need the eye of a tiger, heart of a lion and King Kong's nuts
 You babblin' like we're a pair
 'Till I flip and put your ass up there
 Like a motherfuckin' Care Bear
 Now I pull on the spot
 The best ho on the whole block
 She could suck the gum out of Blow Pop
 My son ready with the gun
 And I bet he stick ya noodles on the wall like spagetti when its done
 Ya boy bring Shottas and machetes when I come
 Through the city
 Knockin' 50
 Rocky bezey in the slums
 Son, In the lab like Gotti crib
 I done jumped into more kicks than The Karate Kid
 Probably did
 The Boywonders the american idol
 And every night I go to bed with the title
 An infared and a bible
 Niggas only deserve one line
 My diamonds'll light up the building so I don't need the sun shine
 [50 Cent:]
 What Shyne talkin' about me?
 All ya'll didn't tell him what happened since he been gone?
 I run this shit nigga
 Ha ha
 Banks these niggas haven't heard the craze
 Niggas starvin' man
 We can't even blame 'em for what they sayin' baby
 Nah baby
 They fuckin' hurtin' man
 These niggas is starvin'








