Lloyd Banks - Lights, Camera, Packin' lyrics

(Yea we back ! ..its a 2 G thing boy .. it dont stop i feel better then ever my car go up and down, my shoes 1400,who want it?) Uh I raps like crack, my lacks nike black, my straps right here, dont get your a** clapped, wheels on the chair, a crippled a** back you see the clouds in the sky, i put you past that Im drunk and im blunted', my G 900, my green 550, name it i done it, Im coller than a fridge, my j**eler's on his Biz, Bandana bid, b**hes drooling on the kid, Im south jamaica bred, on a paper bed, you put n***as to sleep my lines wake the dead, my women dont argue