have you saying Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Ah-ah-ah-ah Ahh-Ahh Don't stop (don't stop) Shawty
you saying Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Ah-ah-ah-ah Ahh-Ahh Don't stop (don't stop) Shawty (
you saying Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Baby (aye) don't stop (aye) Ah-ah-ah-ah Ahh-Ahh Don't stop (don't stop) Shawty (shawty
mama You know I been peepin you out right You look good I'm just tryn to get to know ya It ain't like that Why don't you come round Give me your number
the strap when theres drama Buster you ain't heard? I been slicin motherfuckers since I lost my mama There ain't a cop that can stop me My posse is cocky and they don't
Lloyd Banks & Young Buck) [Lloyd Banks] Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. Uh.. [Lloyd Banks Chorus] You already know, my mind is on my dough A millionnaire, don
of the time Stop makin' your records, i ain't answerin' shit Why don't you get off my dick... Bitch! [Chorus] I came in this world by myself So i don't
you ain't even got to ask) Would you die for me? (nigga, they blast you, they blast me) Would you cry for me? (shit, when I die I don't cry for me, just
I creep and turn ya projects into Collumbine And I'm rap's MVP Don't make me remind ya'll what happened in D.C. This nigga ain't Gotti, he pretend Mad
more than you in your own 'hood And it hurts 'cause you love 'em and they don't love you back 'cause they know you just rappin' and you don't bust YA
comes to paper I blow a soul outta aero I'ma break before I lay floor berry Besides, every rapper ain't a star, nigga plad ain't bulbary You can't tame Lloyd
We over here... with some fat chicks [50] Nah, I don't be fuckin wit them fat bitches That's Yayo [Chorus] Don't be stuck on the things they say now
heavy I don't know If I should stunt for these hos again, cause I did that already Now here we go [Lloyd Banks - Verse 2] (Lloyd Banks) I don't give
blade [Chorus] I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like
through ya projects When the coke come back It's the China White And the d don't sweat us in a bag a rice Let's ride O T And burn the tape I got this
wont by the X... WE GON SELL TECS (Lloyd Banks) My advice for y'all niggaz is stop frontin 'Cause 50 say pop somethin', I'm gon pop somethin', what up? (50 Cent) Don't
