Lyrics:

Yee!

Ayo 50, they only do it like us nigga [laughs]

Yee!



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I'm So Fly…

An I've got money so that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy

I'm So High…

An I'm on point and I can tell that you jealous by the look in your eye

When I Ride By…

An I don't care, G-Units goin straight to the top this year

Nigga Im So Fly…

An I've got money so that's a good enough reason to buy the things I buy….



[Verse 1 : Lloyd Banks]



Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta)

To smooth to stutta (stutta)

His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta)

Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her

Grab the burna cuz she aint concerned cuz he's a earna

My bitch lays it out real nice for me to murda

Fight, wake up n' fuck like Ike n' Tina Turner

It's a privilege to ride with a celeb

Cause them girls over three don't got a problem given head

Paranoia is on ya that's why your mama is in your bed

Fuck a rare chinchilla and bossin mama for ya head

And where the block im from niggas be damn near 40 and still tuckin

And niggas baby mama is pregnant and still fuckin

It's eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow

Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow

The chronic is blown

For my niggas that got locked up and deported and now they gotta go back home



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[Verse 2: Lloyd Banks]



Don't confuse me with these suckas

Cause when I spit you hear more ouus then a skip to my lil move at the rucka

Thank god for given Banks the gift

You think that bandana makes you look gangsta but all I see is a handkerchief

Nigga there's no one out the click that freeze us

Believe that cause I aint scared of shit but jesus

Look dawg i dont roam with the poodles

Difference is i'm eating in Rome and you eatin roman noodles

Ya boys corrupt kid

Banks will send a bitch to the store just for a piece of cheesecake like puff did

You jokes cant afford these homes

Look around I got 40 clones now look down that's 40 stones

And that's only in the necklace

I'm bony and I'm reckless (vroom) there's Tony in a Lexus

Im fresh out the gutta scrap whatcha man thought

Im in the hood with more straps than a Jan Sport



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[Verse 3: Lloyd Banks]



When I travel I know Im gonna get stuck

Cause they harass us in the airport like im the ones that's blowin shit up

I got the patience of a high school teacher

And a bright future, why the fuck would I have a bomb on my sneaker

Will the goody girls back of us

My hearts colder than jack frost is

We pack shows and attract bosses

Black clothes and my black forces

A black rose for a rats coffin

Blowin O's in that black coffin

Blowin the road and im back flossin

No one knows how much that's costin

Fuck ass only the green moves me

I got a clean Uzi A pair of gloves and a mask from the scream movie

So if your plottin on poppin off, sceem smoothly

Or get a little red spatter on ya cream coogy

My name ring each state

So you aint gotta go all the way to LA to get ur mc eight



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