Lloyd Banks

Lloyd Banks - On My Hip lyrics

Yeah This Right Here Is A Unit Thing

Which Mean If You're Hater

You Probably Won't Understand Or Appeciate

A Hood Nigga Commin Up New Year Anotha Truck

Nah I Ain't Worry About Them Runnin Up

I Got Heat On My Hip That Takes Stomach Up

I Got Heat On My Hip Jump If You Want To Jump

I'm Chipped Up Fresh 2 Death

Six Up Nothin' Less If You Wonder If I'm Hungry Yes

I Got Heat On My Hip No Lil' Wheels I Got...

23's On My Shit Chick Who You Runnin Wit

Uh, Move Let A Player Pass

They I Made It Fast

I Hit The Gas & Throw Cash On That Hater Ass

See You Later Lame

I Can't Be Late Again

They Rolled The Red Carpet Out For Me To Make It Rain

Wood Green Cadilliac Lil' Niggas Mad At That

Brought Ice Grill It Don't Matter Black

I Got Heat On My Hip I'll Bag Yo Bitch, Fuck Her,

Then I

Fall Asleep On That Bitch

And In The Morning Back To Makin' Money

That Money Don't Make Itself

You Can Robbed You Killed, You Steal Off The Shelf

I'm Ball Like I Never Did

Roll Up My Weed & Kick My Feet Up On Leather Shit

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