I Do Lloyd Banks

[Intro:]
"THISIS50.COM"!
"V5"!
Y'ALL CAN'T STOP IT!
SHIT IS CRAZY! [scream]

[Hook]
Money out the jeans, shake the club up; I Do!
Bullshit only walk, so I let my diamonds talk!
Mackin' bitches, liquor, sport car shoppin'; I Do!
Spankin' brand new Coupe! - Run up on that I'm a shoot
Up I'm runnin' for the loot! Fuckin dime hoes, I do
One after the next, then I'm passin' off the rest
I'm so fly! I'm so fresh! - Buy the store out; I Do!
Gucci, Louis and tools; my life's a movie to view! - How you?

[Verse 1:]
Straight from Bombolinis to the jet, and for vagina
International, I round up Gucci, Prada, on my momma
If the label ain't gon' push me, I'm a have to push Madonna
Taylor Swift, Lady Gaga, Mercedez 180, comma
No more baby drama, ain't no poppa, play me Karma
Chocolate Tah, keep me high, like LeBron and Carter (yeah!)
Versace shower, H-cologne and baby powder
Kush, haze, maybe sour, dependin' the shipping hour (yeeah!)
Lloyd the Eiffel tower (uh!), ladies screamin' as I lean
Lyrically I reach to heights, right now I'm Beamin' up from Queens
Robbin' jean, Beamer scream, none believers get to clean
Bitches dream! - They can't get down with the team, this I've seen
Here's my third coming, stars, sparks, and microphones part
Ridin' on chrome, with the chrome in my chrome hearts! (ugh!)
Gettin' to it, my night or my day job
Do me a favor hater, shoot yourself up like A-Rod