Lloyd Banks - Shot Caller (Remix) Lyrics

Lloyd Banks - Shot Caller (Remix) Lyrics

Shorty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her back stage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller

Pumping off the plane it’s the season of the mac
Making so much money had to sneak the money back
… sneak her money pack
Hit the club I need to grow … with distract
A Louie V clean even Jimmy 13
I ain’t just a baller, I’m on the first scene
Dollar sign logo … cream
First thing …
Soon as you label near …
Caroline … make you stuck up …

Dippin in the 'lac (slow) 3 in the back (oh)
2 if ya fat (aha) pimpin is a fact
Fresh up out the street hot jump to the top
I be french montana from da da da block
Went solo on ya azz, solo on the ave
All white navy blue polo with the hat
I go rawr rawr like a thunder dragon
From the south Bronx home of the original clappers
Just another case diggin in the crates
Empty out the tool they was fillin it with hate
Livin life fast guess mines on a speed boat
(Spark the weed like a...)

Shorty got potential I could be her sponsor
Met her back stage at a summer jam concert
Hair like Rihanna shoe game was awesome
Could tell by her aura she want a shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller.

Lloyd Banks - Check Me Out Lyrics

Lloyd Banks - Check Me Out Lyrics

yeah, you stupid money!
check me out!
the south city, ..at the hospital,
vive it up, girl, don’t let the.. trip you
homie… full of… taking what these niggers own me
give me room… mother fucker boom,
..must have eaten a mushroom.
any superhero….
where’s my mother fucker gun?
i ain’t plant seeds .. grow me marijuana,
…i’m first like obama.
.. watch me catching…
and i’m fucking of for free while i’m investing in the vagina.
i’m a kicking ass, nigger, boxes full of…
bitches in my… cause my pockets getting fatter,
soldier, make your boy speak climbing on the ladder,
success caught my eye and now i’ve got to have it.

chorus:
i put it down, make it…
pass ‘em around, it’s on the hosue!
she like my style, what i’m about,
i make her smile, i’m in her mouth!
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out

i was born to be put on, fly since i was knee high
stacks in my book bag thick as the book of eli
i heard the niggers hate you again and i can see why,
i’m miles away from.. i might need…
four ..cause my clothes…
and you take ‘em home to…
shut out to my momma, she don’t make…
so much style, i could lend you niggers some,
money longer than the list of shit you’ve never done!
my shawty wasting, but it….
…kick like a… gun.
.. apartment full of robbers,
i’m cold… sparking undercover, no!
new money, bill shopping, enough to…
gotta find some real.. mother fucker!

chorus:
i put it down, make it…
pass ‘em around, it’s on the hosue!
she like my style, what i’m about,
i make her smile, i’m in her mouth!
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out
check me out, check me out