Lloyd Banks - It Blows My Mind lyrics

Ayo wha**up you know who the f*ck this is This the kid BANKS, ya heard me The number one f*ckin draft pick in any hood... G-G-G-UNIT! Banks bout to bubble like crushed grapes, I don't give a f*ck Wait but bring me my cut laid in his duck tape My heart's colder than upstate So I ain't got time for relationships gimme a s*ut date I'm far from sweet but can't get enough cake n***a I'll put you on your a** like tough breaks b**h you'd be rich if you could spend babies I disrespect n***as call men ladies Where I'm from the gun sound like m-80's Timbs all year black brown and gravy Banks got a gun that'll back down the navy So if you owe me, could smack down and pay me I'm honest it ain't no lies n***a I don't even eat in restaurants if it ain't no fries I throw combos 6 4's and 5's Don't put your hand out if it ain't 4 or 5 These rap n***as following me like tour guides Talk gangsta like they got more lives I pound out p**y leave em with sore thighs n***a I been f*cking with tits before eyes You might see me in the sh** the store hides I don't care I'll punch n***as with 4 eyes Every bar takes away a lil more pride I got something for big small and tall guys We might pull up in big small or tall rides We might pull up and put a bullet in your ride n***as want it with banks even the horse tried I put something in your gut through your door slide F*ck a tux I never fall in love with dem clothes I'm ghetto Timbalands bubble gum soles I dun seen girls turn to double dumb hoes Then they get pregnant anotha one grows Haters must want to see a brother gun blow Get at me the kid with the numba one flow If it's more than one hoe sit back and blow me And argue over my balls like shaq and kobe Ya'll know me relax twist back the droey Yac and moey f*ck around and jack ya roley Ya'll don't want problems so ya give me that to show me Nothing but cop levels running round with axe a foley Ya'll ain't got no aim bunch of sloppy sprayers Hitting up the wall more than hockey players n***as thought I was sweet but jock me later Get your own sh** why you wanna copy hater I'm a big dog you puppy chow Hoes wanna f*ck me now Cus they hear my name like the puffy trial That n***a got a bad temper plus he foul Blowing dro hand picked from a pluffy spile