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Lloyd Banks - Black Superman Lyrics



Lloyd Banks - Black Superman Lyrics




[Intro: Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Yeah! ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
You nigga's know what time it is!
Money bring the hoes!
I always bring the flows. (come on!)
The foes bring out the foes. {Whoooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
And it goes...

[Lloyd Bank$:]
I'll get up In ya household.
F*ck everything up a little bit them I'm out slow.
And I ain't worried bout the noise, cause she out cold
And I'm 'bout dough! - The same nigga from the intro to outro;
Hoe! - Black Superman! - Chinchilla for a cape.
G-4 when I sore - back an' forth the tour; ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
Boy! - My reign Is sumthin you can't ignore
And after +The Rotten Apple+ you'll understand it more.
I'm a G-Unit nigga, nigga you know what it is!
Queens/SouthSide representited!
And when it's all over, you'll remember what I did
Took a 16 and flipped it into a crib.
The best puss' sing; can't you hear the chicks scream?
My sounds good as money. - I'm underground king! (KING!)
You can tell I'm doin' my thing by the ring
I get It how I spit it - that stop and stare gleam.

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) - F*ck that bitch! (f*ck nigga!)

[Bridge: Lloyd Bank$ ]
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!) {Whoooooooooooooooo}
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!)
Black Superman ride's around in the rolls!

[Tony Yayo:]
Now these hoes wanna holla. - They want the kid number! (OH!)
But didn't pick up when I dialed my pin numbers.
Now I'm a free man, the Feds watch me (YEAH!)
Cause I'm filty off a notebook and a Sharpie. (come on!)
Keysha Coooooole.
Got my baby mama straight burning my clothes, she tired of them hoes.
Pull up in a rolls! Pull up in a Ben'!
Ain't that nigga down with Mr. 50Cent? (YEAH!) ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
Ain't that nigga down with EM and Dr. Dre? (BREAK IT DOWN!)
Jackpot bitch, I get pussy for free!
See what my life like, Vegas on the fight night
Right by the ring - next to Don King! (YEAH!) {Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
You don't like my raps - f*ck how you feel! (F*CK YOU NIGGA!)
I bought a new crib off the ringtone deal. (IT'S JUST THAT, YOU ASS NIGGA!)
One hand on the wheel! - One hand on the steal!
See gutter blew trial, good luck on ya appeal. (HOLD THE HELL NIGGA!) [shot]
See them niggas up north need pots and pans
And them nigga's in the streets need - lots of grams! - YEAH NIGGA!

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) - F*ck that bitch! (f*ck nigga!)
("DJ Whoo Kid! ")

[Bridge: Lloyd Bank$]
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
Black Superman rides 'round in the rolls! (bring the hoes!) (HotRod: Yeeeeeeaaah!)

[Young HotRod:]
Yeah! Look I don't trust a bitch! (yeah!) - I don't 'cuff a bitch! (yeah!)
I rest my money. - So I 'cuff my chips! (yeah!)
Then I lean on a whip. (uh-huh!) - Then I leans on a strip! (okay!)
10 Gs for the kicks, rent G on a chicks!
Yeeeaaah! (whooo!) - These hoes might be find
When they think about it the best ones, we call 'em Dons!
Look! (look!) - F*ck 10 cents, I need 10 mill'! (uh-huh!)
It's 'em on my neck, that a chains to? . (yeah!) [shot]
Soon is you get to Coupe? - The worst to Roof! (uh-huh!) {Whoooooooooooooooooo}
Turn a shit into a drop, watch the chickens flop! (hahaha!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
It's ours; only work with few pops, (aiyyo man!)
You better strap up, bitch the real tryna turn into you two ol' pops!

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward, I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) - F*ck that bitch! (f*ck nigga!)

[Bridge: Lloyd Bank$]
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!) ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
Black Superman rides 'round in the rolls! (the money bring the hoes!)

{Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } [beat fades out]
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[Intro: Lloyd Bank$ {DJ Whoo Kid}]
Yeah! ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
You nigga's know what time it is!
Money bring the hoes!
I always bring the flows. (come on!)
The foes bring out the foes. {Whoooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
And it goes...

[Lloyd Bank$:]
I'll get up In ya household.
F*ck everything up a little bit them I'm out slow.
And I ain't worried bout the noise, cause she out cold
And I'm 'bout dough! - The same nigga from the intro to outro;
Hoe! - Black Superman! - Chinchilla for a cape.
G-4 when I sore - back an' forth the tour; ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
Boy! - My reign Is sumthin you can't ignore
And after +The Rotten Apple+ you'll understand it more.
I'm a G-Unit nigga, nigga you know what it is!
Queens/SouthSide representited!
And when it's all over, you'll remember what I did
Took a 16 and flipped it into a crib.
The best puss' sing; can't you hear the chicks scream?
My sounds good as money. - I'm underground king! (KING!)
You can tell I'm doin' my thing by the ring
I get It how I spit it - that stop and stare gleam.

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) - F*ck that bitch! (f*ck nigga!)

[Bridge: Lloyd Bank$ ]
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!) {Whoooooooooooooooo}
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (bring the hoes!)
Black Superman ride's around in the rolls!

[Tony Yayo:]
Now these hoes wanna holla. - They want the kid number! (OH!)
But didn't pick up when I dialed my pin numbers.
Now I'm a free man, the Feds watch me (YEAH!)
Cause I'm filty off a notebook and a Sharpie. (come on!)
Keysha Coooooole.
Got my baby mama straight burning my clothes, she tired of them hoes.
Pull up in a rolls! Pull up in a Ben'!
Ain't that nigga down with Mr. 50Cent? (YEAH!) ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
Ain't that nigga down with EM and Dr. Dre? (BREAK IT DOWN!)
Jackpot bitch, I get pussy for free!
See what my life like, Vegas on the fight night
Right by the ring - next to Don King! (YEAH!) {Whooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
You don't like my raps - f*ck how you feel! (F*CK YOU NIGGA!)
I bought a new crib off the ringtone deal. (IT'S JUST THAT, YOU ASS NIGGA!)
One hand on the wheel! - One hand on the steal!
See gutter blew trial, good luck on ya appeal. (HOLD THE HELL NIGGA!) [shot]
See them niggas up north need pots and pans
And them nigga's in the streets need - lots of grams! - YEAH NIGGA!

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) - F*ck that bitch! (f*ck nigga!)
("DJ Whoo Kid! ")

[Bridge: Lloyd Bank$]
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
Black Superman rides 'round in the rolls! (bring the hoes!) (HotRod: Yeeeeeeaaah!)

[Young HotRod:]
Yeah! Look I don't trust a bitch! (yeah!) - I don't 'cuff a bitch! (yeah!)
I rest my money. - So I 'cuff my chips! (yeah!)
Then I lean on a whip. (uh-huh!) - Then I leans on a strip! (okay!)
10 Gs for the kicks, rent G on a chicks!
Yeeeaaah! (whooo!) - These hoes might be find
When they think about it the best ones, we call 'em Dons!
Look! (look!) - F*ck 10 cents, I need 10 mill'! (uh-huh!)
It's 'em on my neck, that a chains to? . (yeah!) [shot]
Soon is you get to Coupe? - The worst to Roof! (uh-huh!) {Whoooooooooooooooooo}
Turn a shit into a drop, watch the chickens flop! (hahaha!) {Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
It's ours; only work with few pops, (aiyyo man!)
You better strap up, bitch the real tryna turn into you two ol' pops!

[Chorus: Lloyd Bank$]
I don't handcuff no bitch! (handcuff no bitch!)
I care about everything but that bitch! (but that bitch!)
You could tie her up and gunbutt that bitch! (gunbutt that bitch!)
It won't be no reward, I don't love that bitch! (love that bitch!) - F*ck that bitch! (f*ck nigga!)

[Bridge: Lloyd Bank$]
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!)
I chase the money. - The money bring the hoes! (the money bring the hoes!) ("DJ Whoo Kid! ")
Black Superman rides 'round in the rolls! (the money bring the hoes!)

{Whoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! } [beat fades out]
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