Lirieke:
Lloyd Banks Hate On Me

[Intro:] It's okay to hate me! Hahah! [Verse: {DJ Whoo Kid}] Uh! - Fresh as I land on the aircraft from Japan (uh!) Courtesy of Hawaii I be everywhere

slippers on, bet niggas gon honor it these aint even real clothes homie I'm pajama rich Banks told me homie go switch the style up these b-tches on me

you don't like me Its not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me Its not likely

this feels This makes me more just like ( Je je jeez nigar) Boxer, haa ha (Shit on it) Nigga you shit on me, I'll shit on you You put a hit on me, I

you make me feel (Good!) Miss you make me feel (Good!), girl you make me feel (Good!) Girl you make me feel (Good!) [Verse: Lloyd Banks] They say "Banks

don't like me It's not likely that we'll ever be friends Why pretend? (Ma, Banks' back at it again) I don't like you, you don't like me It's not likely

Me Do My Thang Dont Give a Fuck About You Suckas Gotta Maintain Money Power And Respect In This Rap Game [Verse 2 - Lloyd Banks] He's straight outta

know about light planes and heavy coke And them drugs being smuggled on them fast speed boats It's the rap tycoon, Tony you all know me See me on MTV

on me" Snitch in the back of the police car Pointing out the window saying, "He robbed me" It's elementary 1, 2, 3, 4 Lloyd Banks' in the house Now get the fuck on