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Lloyd Banks

Got 'em Like (Original Version Of "Any Girl")

 

Got 'em Like (Original Version Of "Any Girl")


Uh! Turn me up!
Huh?
YEAH!
I I got 'em like!
Like

Uh! L. Bank$, baby balla of the year! (year!)
Got about nine, ten dimes and all of 'em is here (here!)
It don't matter, cause before the night is done I disappear ('pear!)
Tell my new one I'm leavin outta' the side, meet me there!
Yeah! Weed and bottles everywhere (ugh!)
Metal fulla' hollows, I don't mind a petty stare! (nah!)
I don't need a favor, baby; I'm a millionaire!
Got a show hopping outta the leer in Tanzania. (Tanzania!)
You ain't getting nuthing, you ain't getting money! (money!)
Money make a Mack more; more Henny, more honeys!
Hundred dolla billz; fifty dolla billz, keep the 20's (20's!)
Dummy, I'm a go-getta', bitter old nigga; spitter!
Gold-digger, couldn't dig yaself a chip?
Dig yaself a hole, told 'em I was cold from the rip! (rip!)
Zero, zero man, need more of those in my shit! (shit!)
Hoes in my whip, Mo(et) 'till I'm sick! I'm rich!

Ladies, they love me!
They' eyes are on my money! (yeah!)
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I waaant!

I got 'em like!
I I got 'em like!

Ugh! Black "Beamer", blue "Benz", red "Bentley" (yeah!)
Audemar sporter y'all; all o' y'all petty! (petty!)
Heavy metal hanging chain dangling on me while I'm bopping
I can see the whole crowd watching while we rocking. (whooo-whhhoooo!)
Copping bottle-popping, pop a cork like a sport (ugh!)
Hit a hater in the nose when I open my Rosé! (pukk, pukk!)
LV's and G's all over my clothes
Bank rolls everywhere Bank$ goes, she ain't yours. (she ain't yours!)
As far as flows, mine's like an automatic (pow, pow!)
Mack-11 or dumb-dumb'll quiet all the static! (sh, sh!)
I gotta' habit! I'm fucking like an addict
Area code scattered from the way I Work Magic! (uuuuh-ooooooh!)
So tragic, nigga run up on me wrong (wrong!)
Grown ass whippin bout 2:30 in the morn'! (morn'!)
Cases of white brown and bottles of the Dom (Dom!)
The chron-chron and girls on my arm, it's on! (yeah!)

Ladies, they love me!
They' eyes are on my money! (ugh-huh!)
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I waaant!

I got 'em like! (yeah!)
I I got 'em like! (uh!)

done

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