Lloyd Banks - Dreams Money Can Buy (Freestyle) Lyrics
Dreams Money Can Buy (Freestyle)
[Hook]
Dont fuck with me!
Dont fuck with me!
Dont fuck with me!
Dont fuck with me!
[Verse]
Not really good with names, store my girls in states
Pop upon a nindstop, open up your pearly gates
My Sunday shawty, got the fly girl swag
She call me Monday, probably not call back
Im in my drop of jag
I spot a digger like a knock off bag
She make a nigga in a natural pack
Now you hoe's toe tag, I cram all like pins
Holding back to back, black girl in my new white Benz, loaded mac, all wrap
Manipulate the mind, [?]
Im with this bitch been trying to find, I had to climb!
Beauty by the baddest, I average that
Had the advertise, eyes, thighs, and her ass is fat
You probably cant keep up
Catch a asthma attack, heart attack, verbal cardiac by the party act
They love me when theyre starving at, robbing at, bomber rap, blind me in the lac, [?} ..
Shes looking for a rebound, I'm looking like the center of attention
Cant blame her for wanting to be down...
[?], that pussy on lock, Master P found
Trying ways to break out the crib, [?] now
You niggas couldnt see me with my beast down
Flying in another jungle, AMG child
Money on the head knots, make em cheap smile
Counting on speed dial, dialling like the dealer, nigga!
[Hook]
