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letra de for the moment - lloyd banks

[intro]
payday (payday, payday payday…)
it’s payday (it’s payday… hey)

[chorus]
n-gga you know how we play
different dollar, different day
different weather, different whip and on my hip i got my trey
shut ya lip, it ain’t ’bout pay
we got the clips, so make my day
we on that sh-t, so clear our way
makin money every day, hey
i f-ck ’em, leave the town, a b-tch gon’ hold me down
i meet and beat and p-ss, and look she with my homie now

[verse 1]
n-gga that b-tch ain’t yours, that b-tch is ours
i f-ck ’em, diss ’em, switch ’em like i switch my cars
pimpin’s hard
you ain’t built for the game, then n-gga switch ya job
this my lane, miss (?), ask her, to that b-tch i’m god (god)
to that b-tch i’m gold, platinum ice and i’m nice
won’t be wedding rings and no rice
i beat up the box and catch my flight
speed up a notch and you just might
be the menage that i would like, even with all the movie lights
i bet i perform my duty right
bet in the morning you’ll be tight
i’ll be wrong, and you’ll be right
but i won’t be stalled
i got the ball, weak n-ggas fold and i’m not that type
gimme ya all, ya not bright
i ain’t got nothin but d-ck to give you
just be happy you can get through
you know how fast ya boy can get two, blue

[break]
i f-ck ’em, leave the town, a b-tch gon’ hold me down
i meet and beat and p-ss, and look she with my homie now

[verse 2]
n-gga that dough ain’t her, that dough is yours
she trickin’, gettin’ me (?) down all to my drawers
d-ck (?), beat it in front of homegirl and gets applaud
sloppy head and slippery (?), shorty even l!ck my (b-lls)
weave down, -ss up, that’s the way that i like to f-ck
broken wall, sore jaw, open ya mouth and i’m ’bout to nut
i found her fountain, she came ’bout three times i was countin’ (yeah)
i pound her couch in, after that she gon’ need some counselin’ (uh)
bouncin’, broad to broad, i’m not to be kept
wall to wall, i got to be strapped, girl on girl, i got to be next
wet and slide and nasty s-x
give ’em the ride and grab they neck
get ’em a driver, ride then home
this is where i get time alone (alone)
call me crazy, stubborn, c-cky
but ain’t no chick gon’ lock me (nah)
uh huh, not me, no way, hose
rosy, no work, no hustle, no play
no hate, no scuffle, no k
just stay the f-ck out my way

[outro]
tonight it’s goin’ down
weed smoke is all around
and we all drunk as h-ll
if you won’t, i won’t tell
i got a money smell
and make the honies yell
i’m talkin’ awkward loud
get’ em and knock ’em down
(knock ’em down) down, down
down, down, down
i get ’em, knock ’em down (knock ’em down)
down, down, down, down…
i get ’em, knock ’em (get ’em, knock ’em)
down, down, down, down
i get ’em, knock ’em (get ’em, knock ’em)
down, down, down, down…

- lloyd banks

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