Lloyd Banks

Kill It
[feat. Governor] Girl you're something special I just wan the chance to get to know you better Wine you and caress you Spoil and impress you Put you in my frontseat Take you home and sex you [Chorus:] I used to day dream about the green, now I got it Fast cars, credit card, Louie wallet The girl I'm with now is hot but you hotter One look at you and I almost forgot her She gon wanna kill me cause I wanna kill it Shawty let me get it, I'm a spend a weekend in it Get one impression, swear I gotta kill it Hour after hour girl, you gon need a minute [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] I'm into steady stuntin in my phantom ghost Brand new Louie, brand new outfit And my brand new toast Rep by the love get my cake and eat it I want both I'm only here fore the summer than I'm leaving out the coast Letras de cancionesIf we get close I'm a have to book another seat Baby something sweet Body you would love to keep Been fucked to sleep We can stay up, drink all this Rose up Smoke my weed and kick it That sex gobbled a day up For me this girls a lay up She knows I don't need it Difference is I want someone I could see me with Could be our little secret Not cause I'm ashamed but for all the nosey hoes Infatuated with fame Pussy's my addiction Your's is like cocaine Girl let me light your life up Put you on the game I have you riding Bentely, put you off the train Strike a pose, take aim not to put you out the frame [Chorus] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Ugh, I had a shorty, but after fucking you, it's over I'm all wet, momma sitting on a super soaker Ruin the sofa, I bend her over, bruise her coacha Hell of a looker, somebody should give you a poster Shes my holster, careful how you fools approach her See we're tight now and everyday we're moving closer When I'm with you is when I'm calm, baby you the bomb Fat ass, fly shit on, Christian Louboutin Cruise along beaches, Canary Island features Lambourghini, Porches, gorgeous chrome sneakers The gossip won't reach us We in another World, keep doing that I won't think bout another girl Bad bitches come now is all I've done 1 million reasons why I ain't belong with them We live with no worries and spend money for fun Dodge, no flurries, lear jetting to the sun [Chorus] You got it baby Almost forget her... From Letras Mania