bread lil' niggas need Christmas Banks don't rap wit a back pack I'm in it for the money, the money The money, the money, the cake You heard Banks said
(feat. 50 Cent & DJ Whoo Kid) [Intro:] "MONEY! MONEY! MONEY! THE CAKE! " {DAMN! } I need the Cake, nigga! {MO' MONEY! } [Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}:]
Übersetzung: Lloyd Banks. Cake.
Übersetzung: Lloyd Banks. Cake Ft. 50 Cent.
(feat. 50 Cent) [Lloyd Banks] I need the cake nigga G-Unit dont play we rap but we strapped Buck got the shotgun 50 got the mack Spida got the
all in your nose Coke Life every body can't be on top Coke Life call me when it's time to cop [Lloyd Banks:] As the world rotates my cake gets bigger
lets get that money man yeah! lets get that money man lets get that money man [Verse 3: Lloyd Banks] Its on now time to cut the cake fuck the jake tuck
will we fuck 'em up Dude you gonna get your ass banged fuckin' with that homie Lloyd Banks Wild gun style what the fuck y'all think.. [Lloyd Banks
you can tell when I'm shoppin' 'Cause when the mall stampedin' you feel the ground shake I got a car I only drive on Thursdays I'm a stunner, Banks blows more cake
Ayo whassup you know who the fuck this is This the kid BANKS, ya heard me The number one fuckin draft pick in any hood.. G-G-G-UNIT! Banks bout to bubble
[Lloyd Banks - Verse 1] I'm into steady stuntin in my Phantom ghost Brand new Louie, brand new outfit and my brand new toast rep by the love get my cake
Tony Yayo is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks
Yayo is Blues Clues And Lloyd Banks is Dora the Explorer They're my friends Psyche I went down one of them Bodaga shits right there in Harlem Got me a bootleg Lloyd Banks
Oooooh, (The Game) That's Lloyd Bank's momma singin', You betta tell your boy to keep his mouth closed, Or he gon' get a black tux, And a free wake,
your ass fat fat McDonald's dun got your ass fat fat That Dominos dun got your ass fat fat Yeah, It's nothin' but a little baby phat phat [Lloyd Banks
for the ones that aint Stabs for the type that tell Dictate the next mans fate As long as my legs stand straight I?ll be running to catch my cake Bounty
to me puts me in a tough position baby what am i suppose to do ? i cant control my actions when im close to you you been away too long girl we overdue guess the cake
