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Lloyd Banks

Stuntin' (FYE Bonus Track)

 

Stuntin' (FYE Bonus Track)

(album: H.F.M. 2 (The Hunger For More 2) - 2010)


YEAH!
New York City
It's me
L.B.!
Yeeaah!

Uh! Pull your camera phone out, you can shoot your first movie! (uhh!)
I'm headed for the Louie, and I got 'em showing booty. (uhh!)
The dough did something to me. (to me!) I count it in my 'cuzzi; (uhh!)
Envision cancoon, clean and spick and span room! (whooooooh-ooooooooohh!)
Kaboom! Bentley banging bass while I zoom, (yeeaah!)
I'm leaving out a threesome and it's just the afternoon. (yeah!)
I told her I was cumming and she made it to the spoon, (huh?)
I put my shit back on and told her I'd see her soon
Zooom! (zooom!) I'm sharp as a harpoon. Ya doomed!
Brave dog barking at the moon, bafoon. (uhh!)
Just screw 'em! The heater make 'em curl in a cacoon, (uhh!)
Ya ruined! I spark my blunt back up, high and zoom! (uuuuuuh-oooooooooooooohhhh!)
I'm hot as late June and July, know I fly, (flyy!)
I hit your favorite nightclub and eyeball all the spies. (yeeah!)
And my evening never dry, I can actually get by, (by!)
Grey Goose lemon lime and I'm packing up the ride. (uh-huh!)

Fronting, (fronin'!) stunting, (stuntin'!) money ain't nothin'! (naah!)
I get it, (get it!) I got it! (got it!) I bag 'em, (bag 'em!) I fuck 'em, (fuck 'em!)
Then dump 'em! (whoo!) Shorty thought she was, but she wasn't! (stuntin'!)
The one I'm looking for, let her party with my cousin; (yeeaah!)

Cause they love him. Come over by the dozen, I'm clubbing. (stuntin'!)
I'm thuggin'! (uhh!) And bitches know my name cause I'm hustlin'! (stuntin'!)
They rub 'em, (uhh!) and grab 'em; (grab 'em!) that's where I keep the Magnum; (Magnum!)
And when your bread stacking, you never know what'll happen!

Uhh! Shorty say she love, (uhh!) she don't even know me. (naaah!)
Baby don't insult me, I should feed you to the homies! (yeah!)
Ya bony! Don't tell your girls you own me, balony
How phony! We run New York like Dan and Tony. (whoo!) (yeah!)
I'm chromy. Diamond studded rolly, I'm Goldy! (uhh!)
I'm Cozy! See jets, spurs, ride like Jenolie. (uhh!)
Six cases of Möey. (yeah!) Big faces you know he (yeah!)
Pack the V.I.P up with Kim, Courtney, and Chloe. (yeah!)
The Phantom like a sofa so you need a chauffer! (chauffer!)
My picture make a poster, try to find a nigga doper. (yeeaaah!)
See mami on that coca; she think I mean "quarter", (quarter!)
When I break a bitch first, lil' kids like soda! (HUUUH?!)
Roller. My baby'll be in a Gucci stroller, (uhh!)
Rap bi-polar, and my goon'll Uzi off her! (uuuuhh!)
Soldier, I control my game without controller, (controller!)
I'm colder! The whole South Jamaica on my shoulder. (uhh!)

Fronting, (fronin'!) stunting, (stuntin'!) money ain't nothin'! (naah!)
I get it, (get it!) I got it! (got it!) I bag 'em, (bag 'em!) I fuck 'em, (fuck 'em!)
Then dump 'em! (whoo!) Shorty thought she was, but she wasn't! (stuntin'!)
The one I'm looking for, let her party with my cousin; (yeeaah!)

Queens getting money! Brooklyn getting money!
The Bronx getting money! Harlem getting money!
Staten getting money off the corner money!
That millionaire money! C-count more money!

Yeeah!
Ha-'ah!
P-dot-L-dot-K!
Hey!

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