Lloyd Banks - 2004 Warm Up lyrics

[Intro] Ay yo what's up you know who the f** this is! It's the kid Banks ya heard me? The number 1 f**in Draft Pick in any hood! G-G-G-G-UNIT! [Verse 1] Banks bout the bubble like crush grapes I don't give a f** weight, but bring me my cut laid in this ducktape My heart's colder than upstate So I ain't got time for relationships give me 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 could be rich, if you can 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: Get smacked down or pay me I'm honest it ain't no lies n***a I don't even need in restaurants if it ain't no fries I throw combos: 6's, 4's, and 5's Don't put your hand out, if it ain't for a five These rap n***as following me like tour guides Talking gangsta like they got more lives I pound out p**y leave 'em with sore thighs n***a I been f**ing with tits with before eyes You might see me in the sh** the store hides I don't care I punch n***as with four eyes Every Bar takes away a little 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 who*es tried I put something in your gut through your door slide f** a tux I never fall in Love with them clothes I'm ghetto, Timbaland bubblegum soles I done seen girls turning to double dumb hoes Then they get pregnant, another one grows Haters must wanna see the brother gun blow Get at me the kid with the number 1 flow If there's more than one ho, sit back and blow me And argue over my balls like Shaq and Kobe Ya'll know me, relax twist back the dro-y Yack and moey, f** around and yap your roley Ya'll don't want problems, so you give me dap to show me Nothing but cop lovers running with Axel 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 and jock me later Get your own sh**, why you wanna copy hater? I'm a big dog, you puppy chow Hoes wanna f** me now 'cuz 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 spout [Outro] Yeah, here we go! That wasn't it Green I'm just playing