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Lloyd Banks Stuntin'


[9 seconds instrumental]

[Intro:]
YEAH!
New York City...
It's me...
L.B.!
Yeeaah!

[Verse 1:]
Uh! - Pull your camera phone out, you can shoot your
first movie! (uhh!)
I'm headed for the Louie, and I got 'em showin' booty.
(uhh!)
The dough did somethin' to me. (to me!) - I count it in
my 'cuzzi; (uhh!)
Envision cancoon, clean and spick and span room!
(whooooooh-ooooooooohh!)
Kaboom! - Bentley bangin' bass while I zoom, (yeeaah!)
I'm leavin' out a threesome and it's just the
afternoon. (yeah!)
I told her I was cummin' and she made it to the spoon,
(huh?)
I put my shit back on and told her I'd see her soon;
Zooom! (zooom!) - I'm sharp as a harpoon. - Ya doomed!
Brave dog barkin' at the moon, - bafoon. (uhh!)
Just screw 'em! - The heater make 'em curl in a cacoon,
(uhh!)
Ya ruined! - I spark my blunt back up, high and zoom!
(uuuuuuh-oooooooooooooohhhh!)
I'm hot as late June and July, know I fly, (flyy!)
I hit your favorite nightclub and eyeball all the
spies. (yeeah!)
And my evenin' never dry, I can actually get by, (by!)
Grey Goose lemon lime and I'm packin' up the ride. (uh-
huh!)

[Chorus:]
Frontin', (fronin'!) - stuntin', (stuntin'!) - money
ain't nothin'! (naah!)
I get it, (get it!) - I got it! (got it!) - I bag 'em,
(bag 'em!) - I f..ck 'em, (fuck 'em!)
Then dump 'em! (whoo!) - Shorty thought she was, but
she wasn't! (stuntin'!)
The one I'm lookin' for, let her party with my cousin;
(yeeaah!)

Cause they love him. - Come over by the dozen, I'm
clubbin'. (stuntin'!)
I'm thuggin'! (uhh!) - And bitches know my name cause
I'm hustlin'! (stuntin'!)
They rub 'em, (uhh!) - and grab 'em; (grab 'em!) -
that's where I keep the Magnum; (Magnum!)
And when your bread stackin', you never know what'll
happen!

[Verse 2:]
Uhh! - Shorty say she love, (uhh!) - she don't even
know me. (naaah!)
Baby don't insult me, I should feed you to the homies!
(yeah!)
Ya bony! - Don't tell your girls you own me, - balony;
How phony! - We run New York like Dan and Tony. (whoo!)
(yeah!)
I'm chromy. - Diamond studded rolly, - I'm Goldy!
(uhh!)
I'm Cozy! - See jets, spurs, ride like Jenolie. (uhh!)
Six cases of Möey. (yeah!) - Big faces you know he
(yeah!)
Pack the V.I.P up - with Kim, Courtney, and Chloe.
(yeah!)
The Phantom like a sofa - so you need a chauffer!
(chauffer!)
My picture make a poster, try to find a nigga doper.
(yeeaaah!)
See mami on that coca; - she think I mean "quarter",
(quarter!)
When I break a bitch first, lil' kids like soda!
(HUUUH?!)
Roller. - My baby'll be in a Gucci stroller, (uhh!)
Rap bi-polar, and my goon'll Uzi off her! (uuuuhh!)
Soldier, - I control my game without controller,
(controller!)
I'm colder! - The whole South Jamaica on my shoulder.
(uhh!)

[Chorus]

[Bridge:]
Queens gettin' money! - Brooklyn gettin' money!
The Bronx gettin' money! - Harlem gettin' money!
Staten gettin' money - off the corner money!
That millionaire money! - C-count more money!

[Outro:]
Yeeah!
Ha-'ah!
P-dot-L-dot-K!
Hey! [echoes] [beat stops]



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