Letras:
Lloyd Banks Home Sweet Home

dream about the [?] that I dabble with Balcony views, postcard, imagine this White stones, black steel cold chrome This city's my doormat, them home sweet home [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks

: (feat. Lloyd Banks) [Intro] Uh.. Yeah.. I like the way you do that shorty (shorty) Now can you do somethin' for me (uh) I like the way you movin'

[Intro] I know that sooner (sooner) Or later (or later) I'm going to meet my maker [Lloyd Banks] I never thought that in the beginning, I would see his

me that thong Before I head home Im'a stop at your house and blow the horn If you come outside you know it's on (holla at your boy) [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks

look cool to wear band aids I'm blowin' on damn haze All of a sudden I'm gased, 'cause I'm on the radio and I can't wait If you ain't up on thangs Lloyd Banks

Nigga, things change they dont stay the same now watch me come up i hustle, i hustle even harder i put that work in to win, no problem Lloyd Banks

girlfriend keep showin' me that thong Before I head home Im'a stop at your house and blow the horn If you come outside you know it's on [Chorus] [Lloyd Banks

Squeeze till the Llama hot, I'll have ya ass in drama op! I cause havoc if you come in my vacinity Mutha-fuck the police, Officer Rick' the enemy! [Chrous: 50 Cent (Lloyd Bank

Unit (repeat) (50 Cent-between Banks) G-Unit nigga that's what's up (repeat 6x) (50 Cent) I blast 50 Cent nigga that's what's up (Lloyd Banks) Right