Jackpot - Lloyd Banks Paroles , lyrics

Paroles de Jackpot de Lloyd Banks

Jackpot est une chanson de Lloyd Banks pour laquelle les lyrics ont été ajoutés le vendredi 24 février 2012.

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Man, I'm as fucking these hoes, like I'm crashing these shows
Hundred dollars shoe strings now I'm bucks for these hoes
Look in my eyes and see clouds, I'm puffing these o's
A threesome ain't shit, I need a couple of those
Mister touch it when I want, pal punching with the rounds
Tell your girl we said wassup? you jump all over town
You got next, I got next, after, don't need the glasses
She leaking up cause I'm a reckless ...
Catch me after half for me to drink today, half for me to drink tomorrow
I do these niggas with my son, I should thank my father
I make it rain harder
I was later on her ass, still shaking, like I hit her with the teaser
I'm trying to get this money, show me what your mama gave you
Tryna get this money show me what your mama gave ya
Appetite is animal, so pardon my behavior
I split a ... at the garden, I'm the savior
Hit after hit, knock the heart right out the hated

Spending is my hobby, I'm balling, sorry
Lately I've been having dreams of crushing everybody
I'ma see you motherfuckers at the top
I'm coming in my mind, so nothing at the gwap
You thought my shit was done, but the grind don't stop
I'm running to them one after one, cause I'm hot
I'ma hit you hum like the drum, make you drop
Then I'm looking for another bullet take the spot, jackpot

And I roll some ... it's all for the green
These chicks ain't mine, they all 14
I tell her get in the 6 cause they ... on me
I'm bout to murk me a bitch, white ... on the scene
Money can't buy a style, my style made to be fly
From the front so far, my glass facing the sky
She front, she out the same minute, ... five
She ain't dope, she don't get digits, always my supply
I'm in the rocket chasing paper,
My ego need a ... and don't need this moth-rfcker this is major
Honey do me a little favor

Jump off catching feeling
Don't you go complaining cause I'm not used to hearing
By 21 I made a million, fast drop till my back drop chilling
Let niggas see me, I don't pass block spilling
Roll up like a smoke with a bag chop ceilin

Spending is my hobby, I'm balling, sorry
Lately I've been having dreams of crushing everybody
I'ma see you motherfuckers at the top
I'm coming in my mind, so nothing at the gwap
You thought my shit was done, but the grind don't stop
I'm running to them one after one, cause I'm hot
I'ma hit you hum like the drum, make you drop
Then I'm looking for another bullet take the spot, jackpot

Spending is my hobby, sorry
Crushing erybody
Spending is my hobby, sorry
Crushing erybody

Spending is my hobby, I'm balling, sorry
Lately I've been having dreams of crushing everybody
I'ma see you motherfuckers at the top
I'm coming in my mind, so nothing at the gwap
You thought my shit was done, but the grind don't stop
I'm running to them one after one, cause I'm hot
I'ma hit you hum like the drum, make you drop
Then I'm looking for another bullet take the spot, jackpot


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