Lloyd Banks - On My Hip lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - On My Hip lyrics

Yeah This Right Here Is A Unit Thing Which Mean If You're Hater You Probably Won't Understand Or Appeciate [Chrous:] A Hood n***a Commin Up New Year Anotha Truck Nah I Ain't Worry About Them Runnin Up I Got Heat On My Hip That Takes Stomach Up I Got Heat On My Hip Jump If You Want To Jump I'm Chipped Up Fresh 2 d**h Six Up Nothin' Less If You Wonder If I'm Hungry Yes I Got Heat On My Hip No Lil' Wheels I Got... 23's On My sh** Chick Who You Runnin Wit [Verse 1:] Uh, Move Let A Player Pa** They I Made It Fast I Hit The Gas & Throw Cash On That Hater Ass See You Later Lame I Can't Be Late Again They Rolled The Red Carpet Out For Me To Make It Rain Wood Green Cadilliac Lil' n***as Mad At That Brought Ice Grill It Don't Matter Black I Got Heat On My Hip I'll Bag Yo b**h, f** Her, Then I Fall Asleep On That b**h And In The Morning Back To Makin' Money That Money Don't Make Itself You Can Robbed You k**ed, You Steal Off The Shelf I'm Ball Like I Never Did Roll Up My Weed & Kick My Feet Up On Leather sh** [Chrous]

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