Lloyd Banks - 5 And Better lyrics
[Starts off with the beat of Hell Rell's: "Get Ready".] [Intro:] "5 AND BETTER"! [kids ovation] [Intro: {DJ Whoo Kid}] I don't know what the f**'s going on... Yeeeeaaah! [echoes] [shot] {"PLK"!} Uh, uh! It's the "PLK" n***a! Remember me? n***as is cut n***as... {CAN'T FORGET...} This is all of a sudden n***as got enemies! {JESSIE!} U-hahh! {"HUNGER FOR MORE"} 'Eah! Check me! [Verse:] I keep something bad I'm supposed ta Hopping out with loafers on your chicks 44'' inch hips - hold a toaster for him! (ugh!) My G-ways got a chocha warming You spend your days on a sofa - I'm car jet boating on him. (errrrr!) I roll pleanty deep (deep!) You get drunk let the Henny speak - I get jumped I let the Semi leak! (waoh!) [gunshot] {DAMN} Yup, I am very cheap (uh!) but I stay fly every week (uh-huh!) Get high every day, marijuana heavy weight. n***a I stunt! Sniiiiiiiiifff, Phooooooooo! [police sirens] I ain't no bit {ch}, I took a hit of the blunt! (hahh!) [police sirens] You know the - bigger the inside the bigger the trunk [police sirens] The bigger than problem and bigger the pump. - Get slumped, you chump! [gunshot] {DAMN!} We don't mix! - You'll shrink to a soldier. (ugh!) Like oil and vinegar! - Or Batman and Joker! My.9 will poke ya - poke ya head out ya pops I pop in and out the bank - my bread out the box. (uh!) {Whooooooo!} I show up late - 80-thousand dollar watch You a hater join the club sh** can line around the block. I need houses by the dock and a Bentley that flip flop {SHADYVILLE!} You knew I was a rapper when you met me. - b**h stop! I'll expose you! - Blow everything up! - Tick-tock Do you n***as like G-money did to Chris Rock. (uh!) [screm] I show up in the Martin make your b**h lip drop Light the whole f**ing park up outta my zip lock. When I zip off - young fly thing tuggin' my zippa (yeah!) The stars come out the night but I'm the big dippa. 100 bill tippa! (yeah!) - Real n***a a steal grippa! (ugh!) He'll lift her... (yeah!) - I'll lift your spirit out your body. (whoo!) I'll be prob'ly shotty - every color cardi Mazaradi or ducati, bugatti you step lobby, (ooooooooaaaaaaooooohhhhhh!) You snotty Arturo Gatti with the punch, Let them fly; hear the crunch! - Bring 'em all out they be my lunch! (yeah-he!) I buy thousand dollar shoes wear them once, I FRONTS! - I came a long way from sharing blunts, I'm smart! - But that don't mean to look at me for the answers. (uh-uh!) If he can't wipe his own a** leave him in pampers. (haaahhhh!) These n***as ain't good rappers, they're good dancers! (yeeah-eeeeh!) And shoulda known you can't learn on campus. (NAH!) Answers for bulletholes chances for strip poles (ugh!) Chicks keep their lips closed (ugh!) on anywhere the dick goes. (YEAH!) I'm a walking compliment; you don't get those All my n***as schitzo, so tuck it if your sh** froze! Now watch how I switch flows (watch!) I bag your girly make her tip toe all in and out the whip low for dick bro. (whooo!) I ain't cuffing a chick though! - I'm here and there, air in square Millionaire up in the lair - money to the ceiling. (yeah-eh!) Yea-eah! - Until the day I return I'm leavin' you with "Anotha 50" - enemies burn! [gunshot]