Lyrics Lloyd Banks – Light Up Freestyle

I’m on a one way, no parking lot time
Monday threw sunday, they on a drop dime
I got that gucci louie fendi swagger dope rhyme
Competition on they back from my clothes line
Them boys listen reminisceing the old times
Hate records stop the dissin’ now your hoes mine
How did you manage them, make them look like a amateur
Then damage ya, when you get to the bread hoes sandwich ya
Bottles by the forklift an chronic by the cases
Cause I light up like the faces that jackpot in vegas
Nip the bubbly match box the races
Slapbox faces snap shot cases
Lookin’ in you probably think we had it hard before
That’s until I lost my marbles on the marble floor
Bats of steel, fear the dollar bill, the art of war
Cats get peeled like oj for something small
Lifestyle like wilt cham I fucking ball
And ball the fuck out and ball and chain it all
You haters gonna keep acting like I can’t make it happen
Til it happen, rolls right under your nose caught you slackin’
Be minumum wise, superfly, ultra macking
Rapping like I’m going platnium, money flashing top fashion
Legal or eagle anything to get the cash
Hungry like I never signed, lable his can kiss my ass
Catch a tan from my future, you should open up my past
Southside arrari rider smokin, chokin off the grass

Hit the gas with a laugh, I ain’t gotta lift a calf
Lift a heel, lift a toe, or even give my self a bath
Like a prince, oil tint, platnium made my penis royal
Give your girl a semen stash, female slaves keep me spoiled
Plaques I deserve a few, snap back with a word or two
Nap sack with the burner, new black on black convertible
Hatch black with purple too, crack rap that I’m serving you
Back track and you recollect, mic check and I’m surgical
Horizontal or vertical rhymes get on the nerve of crews
Move crowds for certain the very second that curtains moves
Champagne and ice chains keep the circle cool
Square Bitches and LED pictures, open pool
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