Celebrity [Lloyd Banks (feat. Akon & Eminem)] - Eminem/Akon LLoyd Banks.lrc

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[00:00.317][Verse 1 - Lloyd Banks]
[00:21.878]I just touched down - Ferrari-to-concrete
[00:24.898]I ain’t even home when they’re talking about me
[00:27.973]**** out my ear if you talking about 'free'
[00:30.340]Celebrity [Lloyd Banks (feat. Akon & Eminem)]+Back to the Basics+****, free don't pay the bills
[00:32.058]I'm ballin all-out, B
[00:33.498]These rappers don't know me
[00:34.634]Nah, I ain’t your homey
[00:36.294]If your name ain't Em, Ferrari or Tony
[00:39.090]I like my wheel chromey
[00:40.433]My Bentley, my Rolly
[00:41.801]My Magnum, my phonie
[00:43.239]South Jamaica shawty
[00:44.798]These slugs I took in the gut, yo
[00:47.579]The work's still here, I'm just cooking it up slow
[00:50.413]Clear my mind and whipping the truck low
[00:53.063]I pop death
[00:53.936]You’re looking to a sun dawg
[00:56.148]If rap ain't work, I be pimpin' on some ho
[00:58.883]Still eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
[01:01.725]I'm back like crack over the drum roll
[01:04.249]You know - wherever I go the gun go
[01:06.999][Hook - Akon]
[01:07.152]We on the grind
[01:08.382]All the time
[01:09.768]Ain't 'bout to let a b***h come and snatch mine
[01:12.524]I keep a nine
[01:13.950]To see the shine
[01:15.305]I might let your ass slide this time
[01:17.498]While I get this paper
[01:23.252]While I get this paper
[01:29.061]Cause I’m a celebrity
[01:32.044]Ghetto-celebrity
[01:34.839]Cause I’m a celebrity
[01:37.666]Ghetto-celebrity
[01:40.298]Ain't nothing changed b***h
[01:41.265][Verse 2 - Lloyd Banks]
[01:41.463]The media will test ya, popularity is pressure
[01:44.027]Porche Panamera platinum, hammer through the metal
[01:46.823]Wreck a booth up, I'm too tough
[01:48.192]That inner-city grammar, step your jewels up
[01:50.217]They bruised up, I'll sparkle for the camera
[01:52.297]Harsh reality's what pulls them
[01:53.736]And holding them back from opening
[01:55.131]Verbal attack all over these b*****s
[01:56.727]Push the herd to the back
[01:58.184]I'm the kind that they prey on
[01:59.659]Spending half of they day on
[02:01.139]Lay on b*****s for days, the shots spray on
[02:03.515]My sound system knock and it pound 2Pac
[02:06.554]6 4 jumping like the ground too hot
[02:09.183]They spot me, they chase a b***h down two blocks
[02:11.872]Two shots in the air for niggas that ain't here
[02:14.814]Two tone, two door, grey top, blue floor
[02:17.602]Green guap galore, in and out of new hall
[02:20.390]That bright light you saw was a paparazzi flash
[02:23.474]I’m tryna snap a picture through your Maserati glass
[02:25.947][Hook - Akon]
[02:26.121]We on the grind
[02:27.392]All the time
[02:28.719]Ain't 'bout to let a b***h come and snatch mine
[02:31.464]I keep a nine
[02:32.936]To see the shine
[02:34.359]I might let your ass slide this time
[02:36.622]While I get this paper
[02:42.721]While I get this paper
[02:48.082]Cause I’m a celebrity
[02:51.097]Ghetto-celebrity
[02:53.883]Cause I’m a celebrity
[02:56.272]Ghetto-celebrity
[02:59.571]Ain't nothing changed b***h
[03:00.250][Eminem]
[03:00.517]There are enough insults in my head to fill up a swear jar
[03:03.786]And have it overflowing
[03:04.941]So don't get me going: don't dare start
[03:06.631]You'll never see me again: Amelia Earhart
[03:09.425]I'm popping a wheelie, off to a really unfair start
[03:12.286]I'm past grinding, for me - guess I just be grounded up
[03:14.985]Like Ground Round or a pound of chuck
[03:16.903]Tightly-wound as ****
[03:17.902]Till the Fire Marshalls come shut
[03:19.290]Fire Marshall down and up
[03:20.714]I suggest you better shut the **** up
[03:22.228]And stop ****ing around and duck!
[03:23.617]I ain't playing this time, I told you I'm out for blood
[03:26.412]So to say I "keep it 100" would probably sound redundant
[03:29.208]Like calling a b***h a ho or asking a gal to suck
[03:32.003]And blow on your d**k d**k.
[03:33.397]Is she up to screwing? Down to ****?
[03:34.908]It's a man's world and I'm trapped in a land of smut
[03:37.280]With a thousand b*****s strapped and muzzled
[03:39.854]Running through a house of mutts
[03:40.442]In other words, I'm shutting every one of you b*****s' mouths up
[03:43.238]And I'm watching my language if I tell you to kiss my ****in butt!
[03:46.487]And ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink, player
[03:48.510]My farts may have gotten staler ever since
[03:50.419]I became a trailer park celebrity
[03:52.183]Maybe my complexion became a little paler
[03:54.207]Poster child for white trash
[03:55.491]I'm a Garbage Pail Kid sailor, yeah
[03:57.425]See me I'm all up on your b***h means I'mma rape her
[03:59.895]All I got for these hoes is shit, duct tape and a stapler
[04:02.815]So ****, you better look for table scraps to scrape u
[04:05.003]I don't subscribe to the News or the Free Press
[04:07.173]But homie, I get the paper!
[04:09.248]...****ing stupi
文本歌词

I just touched down - Ferrari-to-concrete
I ain’t even home when they’re talking about me
**** out my ear if you talking about 'free'
Celebrity +Back to the Basics+****, free don't pay the bills
I'm ballin all-out, B
These rappers don't know me
Nah, I ain’t your homey
If your name ain't Em, Ferrari or Tony
I like my wheel chromey
My Bentley, my Rolly
My Magnum, my phonie
South Jamaica shawty
These slugs I took in the gut, yo
The work's still here, I'm just cooking it up slow
Clear my mind and whipping the truck low
I pop death
You’re looking to a sun dawg
If rap ain't work, I be pimpin' on some ho
Still eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
I'm back like crack over the drum roll
You know - wherever I go the gun go
We on the grind
All the time
Ain't 'bout to let a b***h come and snatch mine
I keep a nine
To see the shine
I might let your ass slide this time
While I get this paper
While I get this paper
Cause I’m a celebrity
Ghetto-celebrity
Cause I’m a celebrity
Ghetto-celebrity
Ain't nothing changed b***h
The media will test ya, popularity is pressure
Porche Panamera platinum, hammer through the metal
Wreck a booth up, I'm too tough
That inner-city grammar, step your jewels up
They bruised up, I'll sparkle for the camera
Harsh reality's what pulls them
And holding them back from opening
Verbal attack all over these b*****s
Push the herd to the back
I'm the kind that they prey on
Spending half of they day on
Lay on b*****s for days, the shots spray on
My sound system knock and it pound 2Pac
6 4 jumping like the ground too hot
They spot me, they chase a b***h down two blocks
Two shots in the air for niggas that ain't here
Two tone, two door, grey top, blue floor
Green guap galore, in and out of new hall
That bright light you saw was a paparazzi flash
I’m tryna snap a picture through your Maserati glass
We on the grind
All the time
Ain't 'bout to let a b***h come and snatch mine
I keep a nine
To see the shine
I might let your ass slide this time
While I get this paper
While I get this paper
Cause I’m a celebrity
Ghetto-celebrity
Cause I’m a celebrity
Ghetto-celebrity
Ain't nothing changed b***h
There are enough insults in my head to fill up a swear jar
And have it overflowing
So don't get me going: don't dare start
You'll never see me again: Amelia Earhart
I'm popping a wheelie, off to a really unfair start
I'm past grinding, for me - guess I just be grounded up
Like Ground Round or a pound of chuck
Tightly-wound as ****
Till the Fire Marshalls come shut
Fire Marshall down and up
I suggest you better shut the **** up
And stop ****ing around and duck!
I ain't playing this time, I told you I'm out for blood
So to say I "keep it 100" would probably sound redundant
Like calling a b***h a ho or asking a gal to suck
And blow on your d**k d**k.
Is she up to screwing? Down to ****?
It's a man's world and I'm trapped in a land of smut
With a thousand b*****s strapped and muzzled
Running through a house of mutts
In other words, I'm shutting every one of you b*****s' mouths up
And I'm watching my language if I tell you to kiss my ****in butt!
And ain't shit changed, my shit still don't stink, player
My farts may have gotten staler ever since
I became a trailer park celebrity
Maybe my complexion became a little paler
Poster child for white trash
I'm a Garbage Pail Kid sailor, yeah
See me I'm all up on your b***h means I'mma rape her
All I got for these hoes is shit, duct tape and a stapler
So ****, you better look for table scraps to scrape u
I don't subscribe to the News or the Free Press
But homie, I get the paper!
...****ing stupi