Lloyd Banks - I'm So Fly Lyrics

Yee!
Ayo 50, they only do it like us n**** (laughs)
Yee!

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I'm So Fly
An I've got money so that's a good
Enough reason to buy the things I buy
I'm So High
An I'm on point and I can tell that you
Jealous by the look in your eye
When I Ride Byâ
An I don't care, G-Units goin straight to
The top this year
N**** I'm So Fly
An I've got money so that's a good
Enough reason to buy the things I buy

(Verse 1 : Lloyd Banks)

Banks is fresh out the gutta (gutta)
To smooth to stutta (stutta)
His cig will melt a riva like 2 scoups of butta (butta)
Before I leave the crib I tell my mother I love her
Grab the burna cuz she ain't concerned cuz he's a earna
My bitch lays it out real nice for me to murda
Fight, wake up n' F*** like Ike n' Tina Turner
It's a privilege to ride with a celeb
Cause them girls over three don't got a problem given head
Paranoia is on ya that's why your mama is in your bed
F*** a rare chinchilla and bossin' mama for ya head
And where the block I'm from n****s be damn near 40 and Still tuckin' and n****s baby mama is pregnant and still F***in

It's eithier cause their boyfriend is a scrub like brillow
Or cuz banks is cooler than the other side of the pillow
The chronic is blown for my n****s that got locked up and Deported and now they gotta go back home

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(Verse 2: Lloyd Banks)

Don't confuse me with these suckas
Cause when I spit you hear more
Ouus then a skip to my
Lil move at the rucka
Thank god for given Banks the gift
You think that bandana makes you look gangsta
But all I see is a handkerchief
N**** there's no one out the click that freeze us
Believe that cause I ain't scared of shit but Jesus
Look dawg I don't roam with the poodles
Difference is I'm eating in Rome and you
Eatin' roman noodles
Ya boys corrupt kid
Banks will send a bitch to the store just for a
Piece of cheesecake like puff did
You jokes can't afford these homes
Look around I got 40 clones now look down that's 40 stones
And that's only in the necklace
I'm bony and I'm reckless (vroom) there's Tony in a Lexus
I'm fresh out the gutta scrap whatcha man thought
I'm in the hood with more straps than a Jan Sport

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(Verse 3: Lloyd Banks)

When I travel I know I'm gonna get stuck
Cause they harass us in the airport like
I'm the ones that's blowin shit up
I got the patience of a high school teacher
And a bright future, why the F*** would
I have a bomb on my sneaker
Will the goody girls back of us
My hearts colder than jack frost is
We pack shows and attract bosses
Black clothes and my black forces
A black rose for a rats coffin
Blowin' O's in that black coffin
Blowin' the road and I'm back flossin'
No one knows how much that's costin'
F*** ass only the green moves me
I got a clean Uzi A pair of gloves and a
Mask from the scream movie
So if your plottin' on poppin' off, sceem smoothly
Or get a little red spatter on ya cream coogy
My name ring each state
So you ain't gotta go all the way to LA to get ur mc eight

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