Showing posts with label Lloyd Banks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Lloyd Banks. Show all posts

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Lloyd Banks - So Forgetful Lyrics Video Mp3 Download



* Artist : Lloyd Banks
* Song : So Forgetful
* Album : H.F.M. 2 (The Hunger For More 2)




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Lloyd Banks, a rapper and member of the rap group G-Unit has came out with a brand new track "So Forgetful", a collaboration effort with Ryan Leslie. It is expected to be included in his upcoming third studio album 'H.F.M. 2 (The Hunger for More 2)' to be released on November 22, 2010. This is fire!! Straight-up!!

Watch Lloyd Banks - So Forgetful Music Video here



Lloyd Banks So Forgetful Lyrics :-

[Lloyd Banks]
Boy wonder, one summer, I was stunting
winter falls when I cake more
Bag models and crush 'em
I aint never been a cuffa,
my lifestyle is custom
chromy Cartier Carrot glare keep me hustlin,

Lamborghini sunk in
dimes humpin in tight bikinis when I'm out doin somethin,
I know it's something for me to notice you,
Problem is I'm thinking her too,
And ya crew, a girl smooth,
Got a body like a spur do, and I wanna cruise,
Hit gears to make this whole move,
I'm so cool, ice grills for my cold jewels,
Make my own rules, baby I'ma finna rap in old school
She asked why should she, you think you special?
Hell f-cking yeah, now come here, let me bless you,
Hit yea no air hit you in the pretzel,
and I don't remember how I met you, so forgetful.

[Ryan Leslie - Chorus]
I deal with a lot of pretty girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you!
So forgive me girl I'm so forgetful
There's too many New York City girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you!
If I don't remember you!

[Lloyd Banks]
Wet spots on the mattress
champagne splashes, diamond glasses,
A couple backstage passes, and they find
yeah, how we gettin home, 'cause the keys are gone
get dressed quick b-tch grab my phone,
Walkin out alone, smellin like chronic bag cologne,
Drivin home still drunk hope they don't pull me,
Cause I'm driving with the pully and its loaded fully, feel me?
Game tight girl I'm ain't a rookie, hear me?
I love chips treat em like my family,
And we got a thing for the light, ball out, fall out,
Do the same thing tonight, flash backs, ass claps,
It's goin' down as long as she black jack,
I'm f-cked up it, lets hope I can snap back,
The last text I got says I missed you,
I must of missed something...so forgetful

[Ryan Leslie - Chorus]
I deal with a lot of pretty girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you!
So forgive me girl I'm so forgetful
There's too many New York City girls
So forgive me if I don't remember you!
If I don't remember you!

Friday, October 8, 2010

Lloyd Banks - Start It Up Lyrics Video Mp3 Download

* Artist : Lloyd Banks Ft. Kanye West, Swizz Beatz & Fabolous
* Song : Start It Up
* Album : The Hunger for More 2




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Lloyd Banks Start It Up Lyrics :-

[Kanye West]
What you gon do?
It’s GOOD Music and G-Unit
Ugh
Banks
Loso

[Swizz Beatz]
Ladies and Gentleman
you know they made cause cause cause I’m hood rich
you never ever seen good trick
You want a problem,
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
wait a minute

[Lloyd Banks]
big blue, cotton city shoe
cotton candy coupe
hard knock off an Annie loop
off the scoop
play with me, see what the screamy do
my canary shoe,
high beems pointed right at you, peek-a-boo
Benji paper meet me, here the proof
all your family do’s
menage a trois, purple haze and goose, got me loose
kick my way in and now I got the juice, Gucci bubble boots
thousand kicks couple hundred boots gettin flew
my top down, I’m flashing on em
I’m passing all them, pullover and hit the hazards on em
the (?), wanna pay them dues, now it’s back to ballin
the raps a foreign dead man, I dip the casket for em
I’m back performing, I bag em
break their back, don’t call em
look down on em like Dikembe, Patrick Morning
cash is pourin’
stunt stormin, go this out
camera phones capture everything that pictures dont.

[Swizz Beatz]
you know they made cause cause cause I’m hood rich
you aint never ever seen good trick
You want a problem,
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
start it up (vroom vroom)
wait a minute
(repeated)

[Kanye West]
We keep these G’s in an alloy safe
and stash the weed in an altoids case
they say good things come to those who wait
so I’m gon be at least an hour late
I’m so fresh I should be arrested
new Tody Chester with my (?) on your chest b-tch
she said “hey ‘Ye”
I said “Yes B-tch”
damn I’m only asking you a question
I met this milf at the allstar getting action
a cougar with more rings than Phil Jackson
told her beauty is why God invented eyeballs
and her booty is why God invented my balls
I’m a rockstar, huh, start it up
start it up, huh, start it up
so popular you should get a shot of us
don’t take shots at us that is only obvious
the first album I vomited, the second I colonic’d it
aint nobody f-cking with me, I plutonic’d it
bet I got some slippers on, bet go honour it
these aint even real clothes homie I’m pyjama rich
Banks told me homie go switch the style up
these b-tches on me homie only to arouse us
told her I aint paying tonite I’m only browsing
she pulled her blouse up, said “it’s free”, I said WOWZER!

[Chorus]

[Swizz beatz]
Ninja, Kawasaki, Ducati, my old Harley
rock the party
move ya body
wassup, wassup
everybody
start it up (vroom, vroom)
start it up (vroom, vroom)
start it up (vroom, vroom)
start it up (vroom, vroom)
start it up (vroom, vroom)
wait a minute

[Ryan Leslie]
Lets get it started, get it started, get it started yeah yeh

Ladies and gentleman

[Fabolous]
Plenty hate, they be taking shots, never penetrate
money generated, if we aint in the house, renovate!
tryna eat, we aint finna wait
where’s da dinner plates?
BMW, ten to 8, interstate 95, passenger
bad as b-tch in the states, half Spanish half trinidad
complexion Henny state
y’all aint got your business straight, track star, finna state
time is money and I can’t afford to be a minute late
it’s time to make a movie let the haters watch
diamonds spinning round the bezel thats tornado watch
my independant chick, I like my ladies Koch
she got an appetite for chicken, I guess I place my cock
that soft as tater top, long, try me not
under the wings, fried rice at the chinese spot
I hear ‘em talking but they aint really living it
your opinions are like (?) so who gives a sh-t

[Chorus]

Watch Lloyd Banks - Start It Up Music Video here



Monday, June 14, 2010

Lloyd Banks - Any Girl Lyrics Video Mp3 Download ft. Lloyd

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Lloyd Banks ft. Lloyd - Any Girl Lyrics Music Video

[Intro]
[Banks:] Uh uh uh / turn me up
[Lloyd:] Wuddup Lloyd?
[Banks:] Ah ah ah?
[Lloyd:] Hahaha
[Banks:] Yeh! Yeh! Yeh!
[Lloyd:] Long time in the making huh??
[Banks:] I, I got em like! Like! Like!

[Verse 1]
Uh!
L - Banks baby balla’ of the year
Got about nine, ten dimes, and all of ‘em ‘iz here
It don’t matter, cuz before the night is done I disappear
Tell my new one I’m leavin outta’ the side
Meet me there
Yeh
Weed and bottles everywhere
Metal fulla’ hollows
I don’t mind a petty stare
I don’t need a favor
Baby, I’m a millionaire
Got a show hoppin outta’ the leer in Tanzania
You ain’t gettin’ nuthin’
You ain’t gettin’money
Money make a mack more
More Henney more honeys
Hunned’ dolla’ billz, fifty dolla’ billz, keep the 20’s
Dummy, I’ma’ go-getta’, bitter, old ni$$a, spitter
Gold-digger, couldn’t dig ya’self a chip
Dig ya’self a hole, told ‘em I was cold from the rip
Zero zero man, need more of those in my shi!
Hoes in my whip, Mo’(et) till I’m sick
I’m rich!

[Chorus 1]
Ladies, they love me
They’ eyes are on my money
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I want

I got ‘em like!

Go shawty go shawty go
Go shawty go shawty go

I, I got ‘em like!

Go shawty go shawty go
Go, go, go, go!

[Verse 2]
Uh
Black Bimmer, blue Benz, red Bentley
Audemar sporter, ya’ll
All a’ ya’ll petty
Heavy metal hangin’
Chain danglin’ on me while I’m boppin’
I can, see the whole crowd watchin’ while we rockin’
Coppin’, bottle-poppin’
Pop a cork like a sport
Hit a hater in the nose when I open my rosé
“LV”s and “G”’s all over my clothes
Bank rolls everywhere Banks goes
She ain’t yours
As far as flows, mine’s like an automatic
Mack 11 or dumb dumb’ll quiet all the static
I gotta’ habit
I’m f**kin’ like an addict
Area code scattered from the way I work magic
So tragic
Nigga run up on me wrong
Grown ass whippin bout 2:30 in the morn
Cases of white brown and bottles of the Don
The chron chron and girls on my arm
It’s on!

[Chorus 2]
Ladies, they love me
They’ eyes are on my money
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I want

I got ‘em like!

Go shawty go shawty go
Go shawty go shawty go

I, I got ‘em like!

Go shawty go shawty go
Go, go, go, go!

[Bridge]
Go shawty
Lemme’ see you go shawty
Show me all the things you do wit’ yo’ body
Baby this is yo’ party
Come and get this dough from me
Shawty!

[Chorus 3]
Ladies, they love me
They’ eyes are on my money
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I want

I got ‘em like!

Go shawty go shawty go
Go shawty go shawty go

I, I got ‘em like!

Go shawty go shawty go
Go, go, go, go!

Shawty got a thang for me
She wanna’ put that thang on me
Show me what you got girl
Dough, I got a lot girl

Shawty won’t you go?
Go oh ohhhh
Shawty goo ohh ohhh
Goo oohhh yeh yehhh!

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