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Lloyd Banks

Just Another Day

  rap  hip-hop  hip hop  g-unit  gangsta rap
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[Lloyd Banks]Man what the fuck are you lookin for?Can`t a young nigga make money any moreBlow a couple grand in the NBA StoreRock twenty-four thousand on the NBA floorNiggaz be on stage bendin over on tourLeave anti-social with a case of lochjawJust cause shorty look good, don`t mean that you should goputtin ice on the bitch like she won the SuperbowlEven the chips are low, for all these so-called old headsJust ain`t the same niggaz I used to knowI got a Houston ho - nah she ain`t the sharpest knifein the drawer but she a damn good booster thoughSee I could fuck a supermodel with my {?} worksSend her home with a smile and a couple kids on her shirtI got a year into the gameA 141 rocks layin on my chain, geah![Chorus: Lloyd Banks]Just another day, chillin in the hoodJust another day around the wayI`m tipsy off the HennessyWe ridin round with the H-K, nigga we don`t playJust another day, chillin in the hoodJust another day around the wayWe smoke a quarter pound a dayG-Unit we here to stay, nigga we don`t play[Lloyd Banks]Nevermind the lames in my era, they all want me deadAnd I know, it`s all over the way I see breadHere I go, caught up in some he say/she said`Til I go, put a slug in my enemy`s headThe Tahoe`s, bulletproof so you can`t get throughThen follow, your ass and whoever ran with youAnd you about as assed-out as two jammed pistolsBleedin around a bunch of niggaz who can`t fix youSo bring yours, cause you know I got mine with me kidThe 8`ll make you lose weight like Missy didThe O.G.`s tryin to hide they phony smilinReputation always arise in Coney IslandI`m at your local newsstand jerkWhile the only XXL you been in as a shirtAnd, speakin of shirts, get a new white TGod damn it feels good to be me - nigga![Chorus][Lloyd Banks]Now I`m goin, shoppin with a plastic card nowI`m growin, knockin international broads downThey know him, they`re not gonna even pat the star downI`m holdin, a glock so don`t even act that hard nowYou might bust your gun but your gat`s in the car clownSo break your lil` weed up and crack your cigars downCause I ain`t tryin to start my visits, with the fuckin judgegivin niggaz life like it`s parkin ticketsNow I get to go to bed with a modelAnd the crib is bout as big as it is on the Belvedere bottleI got all kind of ex` I could ram in they facesRed and blue pills like the man in The MatrixYou might have spent some paper on your lil` charm butMy piece is bout as heavy as Lil` Jon cupBut, it`s never tucked, nigga I don`t give a fuckI`ll get bucked `fore I give somethin up, yup![Chorus][ad libs]

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