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Lloyd Banks

Boywonder

 

Boywonder


Whooo
G-Unit Radio
No Peace Talks
Part Four

Again

Now they call me Boywonder, but I'm better known as Banks
Got a nine-millimeter; I'll put nine in your tank
You think that I'm a slip
Nigga, hop up off my dick
And the things'll B-A-N-G
So, please don't envy
Niggas get paranoid whenever I come to town
The one your girls fucking whenever you're not around
You clown
They feel my sound
And they hear me when I spit
How my jewelry got baguettes and canaries in every chip, dick
Fuck pol'; you can't scare me on a trip
My jet skis riding in Miami with a chick that's thick
A hollow tip could turn ya man into a bitch
Have him hiding in the closet by the Spaniards and the fish
And I know I'm getting money, but I plan on getting rich
See I come from the gutter where there's cameras in the bricks
You should see how I'm sick when I'm riding through the hood
You're tired of being broke and mad that I'm doing good
The police's daydreaming of having me on that hood
Harrassing me for I.D. and nagging me 'cause they could
But I'm still blowing wood
And grabbing it out the jar
I'm a G-A-N-G-S-T-E-R

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