Lloyd Banks - The Rush lyrics

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Lloyd Banks - The Rush lyrics

Nah Nah, I don't do all that talking man Its one way or the either You comin or you gonna watch another b**h leave wit me The way this sh** go, ima f**in rap star [Verse] Fresh off of the plane I jets off in the Range First cla** seat but this west coast ain't the same The rap game will put stress, fortune, and fame A slow drive-by when they aired out Kane S55 all cleared out chain They body me, you body them, support there out prayin My only wish is to find ya catcher Lay ya a** on a stretcher, betcha, getcha, a** out the hood All I got is rap for that, I spazz out for good That's my income, it keeps me in Paz and Hollywood I'm hardly home, when I leave the club the party gone And I'm pissy off patrone, tryna get ma home My name Banks baby, I'm top rank lady I gotta go, grab ya coat, b**h you ain't crazy I speed off, gainin and rushin, and bend her over somethin And I'm pumpin, devyin till the macs and I'm frontin All of a sudden she down on the humble for a feel And I'm driftin in and out of lane, fumblin the wheel A couple of miles later I be cummin on her grill Then its back to the hotel and chill [Chorus] Ma I give you the rush Damn ma, ya lil outfit got my third hand high And I need ya to understand I Ain't really got a lot of time, b**h out ya mind its me Damn blood, don't you wanna get up out them handcuffs I ain't gonna love you like ya man does I ain't got a lot of time, b**h out ya mind