Look Ma Lloyd Banks

[Intro]
Fuck with me, let me show you where Im comin from
The streets is crazy nigga, you gon need anotha gun

[Chorus]
Look Ma I made it, Im gettin money
Them haters hatin, they dont matter
Man fuck them all, I got to ball
Look how Im lookin, yo baby fresh
Check how I dress, heres two for you
No love for them, Im super cool

[Verse 1]
RIPs, RSVPs, mansions off CDs
GTs, TVs, surrounded by three P's
Paper power pussy
We fall off the map, bet I won't go back
To what they'd rather me be, casualty caught in the trap
I can't do that, I gotta be with it
I want it, see it, go out and get it
Huffin and puffin brings nothin fuck em
They done made my heart a blizzard
Money scent when I walk in
And my bitch just got the torch in
Better pop when hatin, no talkin
Escort him, to his mafuckin coffin
(Uh) That boy did awesome, he be flossin
Bag em and toss em, my wheels a fortune
On that potion, bet they won't come cross em
I horse em, Im ballin, nigga my skin made of Spalding
You spoil 'em, how boring, I bust they ass till mornin