Lyrics Lloyd Banks – King / Do My Thing

Intro:
Yeah
We bakk
Southside on top

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

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