Shitty City Pt. 2 Lloyd Banks

[Intro]
09 to 2-10... Yeah... I'm back again!
Yeah!
It's your nigga!
P Dot L Dot K! Huh!
Yeah!
And this is V5!
Before I start I'd like to thank everbody for tunin' in
It's my time of the year again
Now let's begin

[Verse 1]
Uh
The way I come off is stupid, the last one you wanna be in the booth with
My heart cold, I just ran over Cupid
Until the roof chip I helicopter, Bentley, coupe it
You think your shoe fit, I bury niggas live on Whoo Kid
What up Slay, what up Clue, what up Drama
You rockin' with the New York City Bomba'
I'm a rain on these niggas, bring my new shit out
Polish my game on these niggas, Bank-o bring the groupies out
I'm all about my money, fuck you talkin' 'bout
Mind yours, six or seven summers pullin' Porsche's out, grind tours
Scorin' till it's borin' nigga, nine cities, nine jaws
Fuckin' with my clothes on, gone soon as I hop off