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[Intro: Banks]
Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!

Lloyd Banks]
You know, my mind is on my dough
A millionaire that won't a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of dro
Slidin on the road, in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks probably wouldn't roll
From the to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the ma you gotta go

[Verse 1: Banks]
I move like it's Po' Po' behind me, inside me, so cold and grimey
Fo' Fo' beside me, hoes know to me
Wherever money, yeah I'm the shit honey (WOO!!!)
nigga with the rubberband grip money
If I go broke I make you and your man dummy
Yeah nigga, you don't it with them their bigger
Cross us, your on somethin we bare
Yeah nigga here trigga chest gone G's up
Freeze up and you'll end up in your
It's the of 50, inspired by Biggie
Burns more Ziggy, them lil' niggaz dig me
I been stressed out lately, so I'm smokin more than
Dead smack in the hood good pokin out my
I'm a Fella, in a G-Unit hood sweater
If your bitch me a sign I'm a get her

Lloyd Banks]
You already know, my mind is on my
A millionaire that won't spend a on a hoe
I'm in here tryin to get a model out the do'
High blowin bottle after of that dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty probably wouldn't
the Benz to the lobby from the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the ma you gotta go

[Verse 2: 50
Cause were focused we move around with the toasters
Push the rock to the smokers, do not approach us
We in the club with the pokers, in Gucci Loafers
Stuntin in Testerossas, stylin in front of
Ma quickly to call us, baddest bitches know us
After the they blow us, and do all type of shit to us
Now I can speak for me cause me I be
Niggaz know I'm a G, got it locked got the
We move bundles to D sippin on Hennessy
Buck rollin the trees, countin the cheese
We get the paper then breeze, nigga we
You stuck in the hood, aw that good
Different town, tour, different telly, different whore
X, wet sex, who's next, latex
Condom, condo, I'm my money long though
You for a drink bitch I ain't what you lookin for

[Chorus: Lloyd
You already know, my is on my dough
A that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in here tryin to get a out the do'
High blowin bottle after bottle of dro
Slidin on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I even know
And If I wasn't Banks probably wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby the lobby to the do'
If you with the program ma you gotta go

[Verse 3: Buck]
I'm out on but the forty still on me
Bouncin 'round Lil' Jon thinkin 'bout my dead homies
Watch I hit, need a lick, ain't 'gon get me a
I keep on losin shootin dice and I'm of this shit
Clientele still poppin so the keep comin
And my neighbors is watchin but we still money
On thgis block till the sun drop I don't a home
I do not stop, sellin rocks, till I'm gone
Got a old schools and some iced out jewels
Some G-Unit shoes full of tatooes
'Bout to stomp me a bitch, put the to his lips
Tell him talk that shit, now y'all wanna
I keep it on the East Coast dirty on the West
Just a dirty lil' nigga a glock and a vest
Banks tell me you don't 'em and you know what I'm a do nigga

Lloyd Banks]
You know, my mind is on my dough
A that won't spend a dollar on a hoe
I'm still in tryin to get a model out the do'
High bottle after bottle of that dro
on the road, groupie in my vehicle that I don't even know
And If I wasn't Banks shorty wouldn't roll
From the Benz to the lobby the lobby to the do'
If you ain't with the ma you gotta go