Blow My Mind Lyrics - Lloyd Banks

Ayo whassup you know who the fuck this is 

This the kid BANKS, ya heard me 

The number one fuckin draft pick in any hood.. 

G-G-G-UNIT! 

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Banks bout to bubble like crushed grapes 

I don't give a fuck 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 slut date 

I'm far from sweet but cant get enough cake 

Nigga I put you on yo ass like tough brakes 

Bitch you be rich if you could spend babys 

I disrespect niggas, 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 

Nigga 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 niggas following me like tour guides 

Talkin gangsta, like they got more lives 

I pound out pussy leave 'em wit sore thighs 

Nigga I been fuckin wit tits before eyes 

You might see me in the shit the store hides 

I don't care I punch niggas 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 

Niggas want it wit Banks even the whores tried 

I put something in ya gut through ya doors slide 

Fuck 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, fuck 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 

Niggas, thought I was sweet, they jock me later 

Get ya own shit why you wanna copy hater 

I'm a big dog you puppy chow 

Always wanna fuck me now cuz they hear my name like they puffy trial 

That nigga got a bad temper plus he foul 

Blowin dro hand picked from a pluffy spout 

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