Lloyd Banks - In Luv Wit Ya Boy lyrics

you know we bubblin on my way an out an doublin why they hatin im troublin they be happy if they wasnt cuzn i aint sweatin nothin i be million dollar stuntin an my reputation buzzin say the grand old lady love em uhhh push an hug em by the dozen smokin sour by the hour kush bundled by the onion you can hear my car comin hood hummin trunk drummin comin up and down the block top drop no frontin drama bet the llama quick feed ya ben**hana im j**elry bentley driver only beauty queen saliva i dont date i dont bother i will whoop ya like ya father comma hyphin dont matter when you in front of the revolver im bout a dollar wit my cup up in the zone watch me turn my swag on spray BLANK in her cologne about a couple hours in ive ben drunk the whole patron BLANK jump inside the liner i dump em right back on his bones BLANK is harder but the struggle made me smarter choppin lanes back and forth i get high as vince carter aint nobody got to gas me i dont need a BLANK charger im my own BLANK battery a casaulty of honor im from the corner that will take a toll on ya when the heat hit it feel like ya got a stove on ya if you aint talkin money then you aint talkin to me swag till my swag on e parked in the v