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Lloyd Lyrics for Song: Strapped
 Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Lloyd
 
 
 
 20068>Aint no nigga up in here
 
 Betta come fuckin wit me
 
 Cause im a real bad man
 
 Wit a gun in my hand
 
 And unlike you niggas
 
 I am not afraid to squeeze
 
 Ya telephone ringin
 
 Kelly Price on line one
 
 Fat girl singin
 
 I said kelly price on line one
 
 All you get is flatline
 
 Fuckin round where im from
 
 I be on the back nine
 
 Swingin in my bay shorts
 
 Listenin to every line little wayne and drake wrote
 
 I said little wayne wrote
 
 But my nigga never write
 
 Now lets get right tonight
 
 I got my niggas, my bitches, my liquor my weed
 
 My niggas, my bitches, my liquor, my weed
 
 Brand new drop top
 
 Check the shot clock
 
 Better know what time it is
 
 You can get your shot blocked
 
 Like Yao Ming
 
 If you know what i mean
 
 B-M-dub blue
 
 With the seat side green
 
 I be fuckin out in public to let it be seen
 
 And I rock your republic
 
 Like my jeans
 
 
 
 I lost my city to Katrina
 
 Can anybody tell me have you seen her
 
 New Orleans uptown to Louisa
 
 Left up in the water no FEMA
 
 Close your eyes nigga
 
 See what i see
 
 People on the streets dyin
 
 From hunger and disease
 
 Politicians no trying
 
 To find the remedy
 
 Since they rather open fire
 
 More guns no jobs for hire
 
 So nothin's left but hustlin
 
 In my community
 
 So im rushin niggas
 
 Just so i can feed my family
 
 No welfare from the government
 
 When love is all we need
 
 Nah love is all you need
 
 Just give me my money
 
 
 
 My niggas some bitches some weed
 
 My niggas my bitches my liquor my weed
 
 Brand new drop top
 
 Check da shot clock
 
 Better know what time it is
 
 You can get your shot blocked
 
 Like Yao Ming
 
 If you know what i mean
 
 B-M-dub blue
 
 With the seat side green
 
 I be fuckin out in public
 
 To let it be seen
 
 And i rock your republic
 
 Like my jeans
 
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