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Lloyd Banks( Christopher Charles Lloyd )
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King / Do My Thing
[Intro:] Yeah* We bakk Southside on top 2 gz up Green gang ugh This where my peddle drop Everything stops Pretty gud ring or watch U see me doin my thing pops Hah ain't my value like 100 mill Keep it trill all day Clear the way Cause I come to kill
[Chorus:] Queens The next thing out in queens Nuthin u have ever seen I'll give a boy a bullet Take a bullet for my team If I ain't gon do nuthin baby I'm a be a king Go how far I wanna go I'm a do my thing Yeah I'm a do my thing Baby watch me do my thing They know I'm worth them m's Still I be with my bling Dirty than a muthafuka Wildin with my thing Cause dats wat drama bring Ugh
[Verse 1:] Gloomy evening Movie screenings Wen I pass the blokk R.I.p's n my skin Regular at the tattoo spot U playin hard rokk Bet a mill a n a half You'll drop U still shitin The dealership is my bathroom spot This ain't ya average gwap Big dropper bag u pop Cause niggas don't congratulate They rather hate N mad u hott Jus be mad u not Got fat stabbed or shot Rainbow dagger mago glokk Lambo swagga fashion watch Ammo stakka platinum pot Gaurd it like a leprechaun Louie v letters On sweaters Gettn my chekkers on The streets crowned me I smoke all day Sleep downy Eat around On my tone The thought of defeat Hounds me
[Chorus:] Queens The next thing out in queens Nuthin u have ever seen I'll give a boy a bullet Take a bullet for my team If I ain't gon do nuthin baby I'm a be a king Go how far I wanna go I'm a do my thing Yeah I'm a do my thing Baby watch me do my thing They know I'm worth them m's Still I be with my bling Dirty than a muthafuka Wildin with my thing Cause dats wat drama bring Ugh
[Verse 2:] Look at me now Look at me smile No u rather Look at me down Well look at me ball Bet these girls Ain't lookin ya'll Luk at my braud Look at my car Look at my crib Now look at my yard Now look at my ring But watch ya eyes l Ook at my chain U lookin for god Fuk these groupies I work to hard Bustin my ass To say she-pard Give up my ras To feed the fans N keepin these bastards On they job My brothers keeper My passion for the dough Is deeper Kilo yeah Kill em 4th quarter With my buzzer beater This wat my pen draws Bitch with the wrist I'm chris paul Millions by the fore Piss poor I'm on my 6th tour Money n marijuana Equals little shop of horrors Catch me on the blokk tomorro Cop a car Then pop my collar
[Chorus:] Queens The next thing out in queens Nuthin u have ever seen I'll give a boy a bullet Take a bullet for my team If I ain't gon do nuthin baby I'm a be a king Go how far I wanna go I'm a do my thing Yeah I'm a do my thing Baby watch me do my thing They know I'm worth them m's Still I be with my bling Dirty than a muthafuka Wildin with my thing Cause dats wat drama bring Ugh
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