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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lloyd Banks
Performer
Lloyd Polite
Musician
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lloyd Banks
Composer
Karl Daniel
Composer
Dready
Writer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Pat Viala
Mixing Engineer
Al Carlson
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Daniel Fry
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Danny Irizarry
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Doe Pesci
Engineer
Dre Mckenzie
Vocal Producer
Dready
Producer
Gloria Kaba
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Jesse Morav
Engineer
Mark B. Christensen
Mastering Engineer
Pawel Szarejko
Editing Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Uh, turn me up
What up, Lloyd?
Uh
Yeah
Long time in the makin', huh?
I got 'em like
Like
[Verse 2]
Uh, L Banks, baby, baller of the year
Got about nine, ten dimes and all of 'em is here
It don't matter 'cause before the night is done, I disappear
Tell my new one I'm leavin' outta the side
Meet me there
Yeah, weed and bottles everywhere
Metal full of hollows, I don't mind a petty stare
I don't need a favor, baby, I'm a millionaire
Got a show hoppin' out of the leer in Tanzania
You ain't gettin' nothin', you ain't gettin' money
Money make a mack more, more Henny, more honeys
Hunnid dollar bills, fifty dollar bills, keep the twenties
Dummy, I'm a go-getter, bitter old ****
Spitter, gold-digger, couldn't dig yourself a chip
Dig yourself a hole, told 'em I was cold from the rip
Zero zero man, need more vo's on in my shit
Hoes in my whip, Mo' till I'm ripped
I'm rich
[Verse 3]
Ladies, they love me
They eyes are on my money
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I want
[Verse 4]
I got 'em like
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
I got 'em like
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
Go, go, go, go
[Verse 5]
Black Beamer, blue Benz, red Bentley
Audemars sporter, y'all, all y'all petty
Heavy metal hangin' chain danglin' on me while I'm boppin'
I can see the whole crowd watchin' while we rockin'
Coppin, bottle-poppin'
Pop a cork like a sport
Hit hater in the nose when I open my rose
LVs and Gs all over my clothes
Bankrolls everywhere Banks goes, she ain't yours
As far as flows, mine's like a automatic
MAC-11 or dumb dumb'll quiet all the static
I got a habit, I'm fuckin' like an addict
Area code scattered from the way I work magic
So tragic, ****, run up on me wrong
Grown ass whippin' 'bout 2:30 in the morn
Cases of white brown and bottles of the Don
The chron chron and girls on my arm
It's on
[Verse 6]
Ladies, they love me
They eyes are on my money
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I want
[Verse 7]
I got 'em like
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
I, I got 'em like
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
Go, go, go, go
[Verse 8]
Go shawty, let me see you go shawty
Show me all the things you do with your body
Baby this is your party
Come and get this dough from me
Shawty
[Verse 9]
Ladies, they love me
They eyes are on my money
They pay me and I stunt
And I can have any girl I want
[Verse 10]
I got 'em like
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
I, I got 'em like
Go, shawty, go, shawty, go
Go, go, go, go
[Verse 11]
Shawty got a thing for me
She wanna put that thing on me
Show me what you got, girl
Dough, I got a lot, girl
[Verse 12]
Shawty, won't you go?
Shawty, go
Shawty go
Go, yeah
Written by: Dready, Karl Daniel, Lloyd Banks