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Lloyd Banks - So Forgetful (Explicit) ft. Ryan Leslie
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd Banks
Lloyd Banks
Performer
Ryan Leslie
Ryan Leslie
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Leslie
Ryan Leslie
Composer
C. Lloyd
C. Lloyd
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Leslie
Ryan Leslie
Producer
Pat Viala
Pat Viala
Mixing Engineer
Anthony Daniel
Anthony Daniel
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Mark B. Christensen
Mark B. Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Pawel Szarejko
Pawel Szarejko
Engineer
Raphael Fiorda
Raphael Fiorda
Assistant Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Boy wonder, one summer, I was stunting Winter falls when I cake more Bag models and crush 'em I ain't never been a cuffa and my lifestyle is custom Chromy Cartier, carrot glare keep me hustlin' Lamborghini sunk in, dimes humpin' in tight bikinis When I'm out doin' somethin' I know it's something for me to notice you Problem is I'm thinking her too and ya crew A girl smooth, got a body like a spur do And I wanna cruise, hit gears to make this whole move I'm so cool, ice grills for my cold jewels Make my own rules, baby, I'ma finna rap in old school She asked why should she, you think you special? Hell fucking yeah, now come here, let me bless you Hit yeah, no air hit you in the pretzel And I don't remember how I met you, so forgetful I deal with a lot of pretty girls So, forgive me if I don't remember you So, forgive me, girl, I'm so forgetful There's too many New York City girls So forgive me if I don't remember you If I don't remember you, no Wet spots on the mattress, champagne splashes The diamond glasses, a couple backstage passes And they find this, yeah, how did I get here How we gettin' home, 'cause the niggaz gone Get dressed, quick, grab by ass, grab my phone Walkin' out alone, smellin' like chronic bag cologne Drivin' home still drunk, hope they don't pull me 'Cause I'm driving with the pully and it's loaded fully, feel me? Game tight, girl, I'm ain't a rookie, hear me? I love chips, treat 'em like my family And we got a thing for the light, ball out, fall out Do the same thing tonight, flashbacks, ass claps Goin' down long as she black jack Weed up it, let's hope I can snap back The last text I got says I missed you I must of missed something, so forgetful I deal with a lot of pretty girls So forgive me if I don't remember you Something about you makes me Want to remember you, remember you And there's too many New York City girls So forgive me if I don't remember you Forgive me if I don't remember you Flight and planes, overseas Don't be mad, you know my scenes All at once, I'll be gone If you miss me, play this song I'll do me, you do you, it was good, girl But we're through for now, yeah, so I bet ya Girl, I bet ya, I'll forget ya I deal with a lot of pretty girls So forgive me if I don't remember you Girl, forgive me if I don't remember you And there's too many New York City girls So, forgive me if I don't remember you So, forgive me if I don't remember you I deal with a lot of pretty girls So, forgive me if I don't remember you So, many faces, so many places Said it's hard to track anyone And there's too many New York City girls So forgive me if I don't remember you If I don't remember you If I don't remember you Said, I swear it's nothing new
Writer(s): Christopher Charles Lloyd, Ryan Leslie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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