Protocol Lyrics - V6: The Gift - Lloyd Banks

Loud pack in the back, no sneaking pass I'm warrent hot 

Put everything in my rack, sneaker stacks in an orange box 

Now she want me on the spot, I'm in there no alarm clock 

Sprung her now she on the dock, I bend her till it's 4 o clock 

A million and one more weirdos, they don't get no run around here though 

I been loading this gun all year, so when it unloads 

It might leave an air hole, pay your rank about 0 

Major Bank on my ear lobe, That mean Gs up, hoes down 

And play ga-ga-game of my heroes 

Catch me out, chasing them zeroes 

Zoo keeper I'm Furred up, new speakers I'm turned up 

Due to reefer I burned up 

Drinking like it's my first cup 

I ram that cat to a 90, Bitch Huh? Eat What? 

I'll leave that to the zombies 

Bet these thirsty rats wanna line me 

Big old rat when you find me 

Clean my wheel make everything shiny 

I get back when the clock is timing, shit 

Whoever thought we'd get this far? 

This for those that died to soon 

Purple weed around the room 

I bring the crowd around this bitch 

I'm making this money 

I'm rocking Thousand Dollar kicks 

More drugs, more honeys 

I need a lot of kind of piff 

And I make it or love it 

You're supposed to pop off 

You can't get nothing from me 

Hey, hey, I want it now, I want it now 

Grab your shit and tell your girl it's going down 

I want it now, I want it now 

Dope sex, more checks, yo neck, going down 

Look, Don't get on my shit list 

I give all of y'all the business 

Let your #1 fan be the witness 

Is this #1 champ for the bitches 

You lucky to be my apprentice 

Ball so hard, got a slipped Disk 

I'm whatever lobsters shrimp is 

And I'm ringed up like the Olympics 

Man, I'm making it rain by the inches 

You dumb as hell, you claim to be 

Means more than water 

For being part of my famous team 

Ring shatter hop on a desk 

She said, I ain't never come that fast 

I said, I ain't never done that either 

If she only knew about my past 

My bars are stupid up, troop right, can't calm it down 

Riding round with my bulldog, my new pup 

All summer now, just had a day dream about last night 

Had him scream in his sleep in a cat's sight 

Any girl any good get my wood 

She front on me, she ain't wrapped right 

Hit a nigga for me with a flashlight 

In the day time, and the neck tight 

All it happens, nigga it's crackin' 

With a rock and a crack pipe 

Shawty suck my dick, take a pick 

Show and tell and go to hell 

Fourteen carat, balling habit 

Goldie ways, go Chanel 

I bring the crowd around this bitch 

I'm making this money 

I'm rocking Thousand Dollar kicks 

More drugs, more honeys 

I need a lot of kind of piff 

And I make it or love it 

You're supposed to pop off 

You can't get nothing from me 

Hey, hey, I want it now, I want it now 

Grab your shit and tell your girl it's going down 

I want it now, I want it now 

Dope sex, more checks, yo neck, going down 

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