bit me, bit me, oh You bit me, bit me and I want more I'm standing in the hall, I'm puking on the wall It's all heading south to the Conger Hill The bangers
Intro: Lloyd Banks] Yeah! I'm here nigga, Banks!!! G-G-G-G-G-G Unit!!! [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] Now don't try to stand next to me (Right) Cause I'm the
Expect the next one soon, before you settle in. You know you never will be shot of what they said and you don?t want to. Huddle in; it?s become a part
Show me anyone whose priorities aren?t fucking dumb and I?ll show you five who?ve all got love affairs with clothes and hair. And I?ve got no patience
We were too young and too old. Our teenage years spent with whispered rumours of our best-friends? boner jams and conversely the thrill of catching some
It?ll be all over the papers by tomorrow, on breakfast tables and train seats. Why I left my house not smiling and every goddamned thing that that could
Enter badly, throw a rose to the hostess and drink yourself enormous because you don?t know anyone. And if you please, could you please them? If you
What a punch line to all of this. While my self importance resonates around this town, I?ve still got this problem of keeping my mouth shut when I should
How many more bars will we storm out of tonight? Cause I can?t see straight and you?re shouting at everyone. I?m in lipstick and you?re soaked through
Hand-me-down politics and my brother?s old jeans, yeah because everything?s better once it?s worn in a little. So go outspend your friends now, because
?Is every morning like this?? I said, and she said ?More or less? as if that were an answer. And I couldn?t help wondering how much of a lie it was.
We got held up on the way up. But we?re here now so could you please cheer up now. Because looking back won?t make us look better will it? Can we just
Everest, sippin Mo on your terrace Cause that's how it go when you dealing with a strangler Girls, the misters, and haters, fellons biscuits and bangers
ya know what's wrong it's just cuz their hair is just a little long shadowy bangers from a shadowy duplex i don't care your jeans are tight shadowy bangers
know what's wrong it's just cuz their hair is just a little long shadowy bangers from a shadowy duplex i don't care your jeans are tight shadowy bangers
me, bit me, bit me, oh I've got the poison, poison, poison now I'm standing in the hall kicking out the wall It's all been said to comfort you bangers