Lloyd Banks - Have It All lyrics

[Hook] Big plate, big dinner, b**h I'm a made n***a Ballin' hobby, trust nobody, me and my gravedigga (I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all) Cool n***a, smooth n***a, girl I ain't playin' withchya Get lost or get the picture Don't let the gate hit ya (I'ma have it all, I'ma have it all, I'ma have it, I'ma have it all) [Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] Shorty psychic See, we just met and she know how I like it I piped it, told her I'm the one she should spend the night with I hyped it, juiced her, Kama, Sutra, my timing's super King, ruler, won't nobody do ya like I'ma do ya Screw ya bring him to see ya [?] like the ladies too Two different sets of hands, oops, look what you made me do That body made for Blue, low down dog and player That may be true, Mercedes Coupe, since 1982 G'd up, feet up, talkin' big and smokin' weed up Right and left hand on the D cup, now lay down and put your knees up Can you keep up? I raise my level Pick up my pace, if you break down, I guess I gotta settle Pick up your face I ain't gon chase, them b**hes chase me All the way back to the crib, from AC to taste me They on my sh**, I'm 'bout my flip, know how to stock a grip My life is real, ain't nothin' silver spoon or chocolate chip 'Bout time I hit [Hook] [Verse 2: Lloyd Banks] Naw Ain't no hello, be stiletto back to the f**in' ghetto Local n***a, foreign pedal, handle the f**in' metal Money's the devil, p**y follows right behind, I'm out my mind Who want say it's not my time? I'm 'bout my hustle, 'bout my grind I'm so high, and I don't even know why I'm still here wasting time with you You got to go ma, know I'm Not them other n***as, that fall in love with b**hes See I'm a different kind, I'm out here gettin' mine I've got a money smell, top down, no f**in' L Glock down, I'm smokin' big, trapped inside this f**in' hell You want all he got, Gucci, Prada, Chanel Louis, Chloe and Fendi, bread and a two-door Bentley My hood polluted, there's shootin', boostin' and prostitution Ain't no snoozin', that brings losin', just keep the product moving I wake up with my G, that's how it has to be If I ain't mack on these b**hes, then they be mackin' me [Hook]