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Loch Lloyd Video (MV)




Performed By: The Neck Slit Robot
Language: English
Length: 2:48
Written by: Christopher Reynolds




The Neck Slit Robot - Loch Lloyd Lyrics




Top boy up in Lock Lloyd
Do the pussy like it's Bok Choi w the Hot Soy
Motherf*cker never sought joy on a knot ploy
Leave you sleepin where you spot Koi
You a cop toy
Yea yea yea
Stuck to my money like metal and magnates
Your shit is shitty my shit is extravagant
Trunk in the front pachyderm with the packages
I take advantage of all my advantages
Brand new pagani I'm smashin and vanishin
Your gettin f*cked by your label and management
I carved my shit out of nothing and sanded it
I'll carve your heart out before I abandon it
Handlelin' shit from a hellapad
I understand why your hella mad
I been to jail and got out, went to hell and back
Just to put mail on a scale when I sell a rap
Yea yea yea
Flow is on Q to a fault
Biblical pewter and salt
You put what I do to a halt
I swoop in your vault
And spend all the loot w my cult
House in the hills
Beverage in Beverly
I gota mil and I leveraged it cleverly
Steadily readily, I got the recipe
Do what I do you just don't do heavily
I gotta Rolls Royce for my car ride
Bangers all in my archive
Putting green in the front yard
Back yard on a par 5
Like that
Full'a Bacardi n' charm
Buying my Marley in barns
I'm like a army with arms
Hardly alarmed
Flow on Ferrari and farm
Yea yea yea
Didn't have no luck in school
Flow got me sewed up in full
Crib and a gold buckin' bull
Kesha to roll up and pull
This shit is so f*ckin' cool
Yea

I don't think you do it like that
I don't think you do's it like that

Party in Loch Lloyd
My party's in Loch Lloyd
Party in Loch Lloyd
My Party's in Loch Lloyd

My presence is needed yours isn't as vital
My shit is as hot as the end of the Bible
No talking just winnin like Dennis & Michael
I don't gota rival
I feel so entitled
I Get what I want
Take what I need
HNIC
Bitches hate when I leave
I been hangin up paintings that's ancient from Greece
8th of the tree to the face then I breathe
Flow is on seal a fate
That ain't a real debate
I pay in cash and you still gota bill to pay
After I kill a cake
I gota mil to make
Pop from the grill and straight turned it to real estate
Bitch I am high class and high fashion
Raise my glass for my actions
Wine cask and fine fabrics
Throw big parties in my mansion
Like that

I don't think jew do's it like that
I don't think you do it like that

Party in Loch Lloyd
My party's in Loch Lloyd
Party in Loch Lloyd
My Party's in Loch Lloyd

Yea yea
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Top boy up in Lock Lloyd
Do the pussy like it's Bok Choi w the Hot Soy
Motherf*cker never sought joy on a knot ploy
Leave you sleepin where you spot Koi
You a cop toy
Yea yea yea
Stuck to my money like metal and magnates
Your shit is shitty my shit is extravagant
Trunk in the front pachyderm with the packages
I take advantage of all my advantages
Brand new pagani I'm smashin and vanishin
Your gettin f*cked by your label and management
I carved my shit out of nothing and sanded it
I'll carve your heart out before I abandon it
Handlelin' shit from a hellapad
I understand why your hella mad
I been to jail and got out, went to hell and back
Just to put mail on a scale when I sell a rap
Yea yea yea
Flow is on Q to a fault
Biblical pewter and salt
You put what I do to a halt
I swoop in your vault
And spend all the loot w my cult
House in the hills
Beverage in Beverly
I gota mil and I leveraged it cleverly
Steadily readily, I got the recipe
Do what I do you just don't do heavily
I gotta Rolls Royce for my car ride
Bangers all in my archive
Putting green in the front yard
Back yard on a par 5
Like that
Full'a Bacardi n' charm
Buying my Marley in barns
I'm like a army with arms
Hardly alarmed
Flow on Ferrari and farm
Yea yea yea
Didn't have no luck in school
Flow got me sewed up in full
Crib and a gold buckin' bull
Kesha to roll up and pull
This shit is so f*ckin' cool
Yea

I don't think you do it like that
I don't think you do's it like that

Party in Loch Lloyd
My party's in Loch Lloyd
Party in Loch Lloyd
My Party's in Loch Lloyd

My presence is needed yours isn't as vital
My shit is as hot as the end of the Bible
No talking just winnin like Dennis & Michael
I don't gota rival
I feel so entitled
I Get what I want
Take what I need
HNIC
Bitches hate when I leave
I been hangin up paintings that's ancient from Greece
8th of the tree to the face then I breathe
Flow is on seal a fate
That ain't a real debate
I pay in cash and you still gota bill to pay
After I kill a cake
I gota mil to make
Pop from the grill and straight turned it to real estate
Bitch I am high class and high fashion
Raise my glass for my actions
Wine cask and fine fabrics
Throw big parties in my mansion
Like that

I don't think jew do's it like that
I don't think you do it like that

Party in Loch Lloyd
My party's in Loch Lloyd
Party in Loch Lloyd
My Party's in Loch Lloyd

Yea yea
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Writer: Christopher Reynolds
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