Payback (p's And Q's) Lyrics - H.f.m.2 (hunger For More 2) - Lloyd Banks

I meet my forb at the corner store 

Me and niggaz rapping out here, I just want it more 

Turn the music down, you can hear my stomach roar 

Bagged a hundred bitches last year 

Just bagged a hundred more 

They hatin' but everything that goes 

Comes back sticky green fun pack 

Jewellery make me hump back 

Back packers want that 

And they ain't 'bout the diamonds shit 

He gon' commercial 

Who the fuck you think you rhyming with? 

I got the drama kid and my Obama whip 

Bitches running up on my stage, 'lil' mama shit 

'Lil' mama thick and my time is slim 

Come 'bout thirty minutes after I put the condom in 

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I'm gettin' to the dough 

Louie on my foot 

Put the metal to the floor 

Is all a nigga know 

Payback, don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul 

It's funny how the bullshit goes you never know 

Payback don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

They crown me with the punch hat, who better? 

I hit red skins, smoke green and spit blue pepper 

Benz blue leather, jet cool weather 

Cool meaning hot, so I don't need the top 

Photos 

Calm down, breathe and stop 

Start and I'ma skip your pulse 

Mister, my life's the shit 

Calamari shrimp and boats 

C-notes, 5 Ferrari, different coast 

I'ma suits 'em up, probably ain't gotta lift my toes 

I shut my dogs on 'em like Jehova Witness 

I done made it to the top like I said 

I told you bitches 

They don't really want me 

They just want my riches 

So motherfuck the law 

Friends, cousins and sisters 

I'm gettin' to the dough 

Louie on my foot 

Put the metal to the floor 

Is all a nigga know 

Payback, don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul 

Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know 

Payback don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

I turn the club to TV, come dancing with the stars 

Than I'm in ya ear, in her ear, amping a ménage 

Nigga make the money, but never knew how it felt 

In a hundred pair pants, that's a hundred different belts 

Dress kills, chronic helps, pussy just for the moment 

Ballin' like a Hornet, see I get it, I want it 

Everybody knows, heat hurts, she got to show me first 

Magician, but I can turn them to a Holy Ghost 

You can bring two, three, four of them, the wars won 

Tick-tock boom, make 'em all run, come on, son 

Big talks just talk, I let my money bark 

Put my Ferrari in park, give them a running start 

Go, 'cause I don't feel a single drop of pressure 

No, he go strap foreign guap collector 

He better stop all the hate, he know my ends straight 

I clap your girl, make the bed break, leak the sex tape 

I'm gettin' to the dough 

Louie on my foot 

Put the metal to the floor 

Is all a nigga know 

Payback, don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul 

Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know 

Payback don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

I'm gettin' to the dough 

Louie on my foot 

Put the metal to the floor, is all a nigga know 

Payback, don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second 

And my hearts so cold and I don't trust a soul 

Its funny how the bullshit goes you never know 

Payback don't come around here disrespecting 

We don't take that 

I'm on my leathers every second