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LLOYD BANKS lyrics : "Blow My Mind (Freestyle)"

Ayo whassup you know who the $#&@ this is
This the kid BANKS, ya heard me
The number one $#&@in draft pick in any hood..

G-G-G-UNIT!

Banks bout to bubble like crushed grapes

I don't give a $#&@ wait but bring my cut late and its duct tape
My hearts colder than upstate
So I ain't got time for relationships gimme a !@#% date

I'm far from sweet but cant get enough cake
^!$$% I put you on yo $$# like tough brakes
(*##$ you be rich if you could spend babys

I disrespect ^!$$%s, call men ladies
Where I'm from the guns sound like m-80s
Timbs all year, black brown and gravy

Banks got a gun to back down the navy
So if you owe me, get smacked down and pay me
I'm honest it ain't no lies

^!$$% I don't even eat in restaurants if it ain't no fries
I throw combos ? six, fours, and fives
Don't put ya hand out, if it four or five

These rap ^!$$%s following me like tour guides
Talkin gangsta, like they got more lives
I pound out #~!!@ leave 'em wit sore thighs

^!$$% I been $#&@in wit tits before eyes
You might see me in the %#@! the store hides
I don't care I punch ^!$$%s wit four eyes

Every bar takes away a little more pride
I got somethin for big small and tall guys
We might pull up in big small or tall rides

Might pull up and put a bullet in your ride
^!$$%s want it wit Banks even the !@^%s tried
I put something in ya gut through ya doors slide

$#&@ a tux, i never fall in love with them clothes
I'm ghetto, Timberland bubble gum souls
I done seen girls turn to double dumb hoes

Then they get pregnant, another one grows
Haters must wanna see a brother gun blow
Get at me the kid with the number one flow

If its more than one hoe, sit back and blow me
And argue over my balls like Shaq and Kobe
Yall know me, relax twist back the droey

Yak and moey, $#&@ around and yap ya roley
Yall don't want problems so you give me dap to show me
Nuttin but cop lovers runnin wit Axel Foley

Yall aint got no aim buncha sloppy sprayers
Hittin up the wall more than hockey players
^!$$%s, thought I was sweet, they jock me later

Get ya own %#@! why you wanna copy hater
I'm a big dog you puppy chow
Always wanna $#&@ me now cuz they hear my name like they puffy trial

That ^!$$% got a bad temper plus he foul
Blowin dro hand picked from a pluffy spout

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