Lloyd Banks - The Rush Lyrics


Lloyd Banks Lyrics

The Rush Lyrics
[Intro:]
Nah-hah!
I don't do all that talking, man; it's it's... one way or the other.
You comin' or you gonna watch another bitch leave with me, you know the rush?
That's the way shit go, hehe!
I'm a f*ckin rapstar! {MO MONEY! }

[Verse:]
Fresh off of the plane I jets off in the range
First class seat but this WestCoast ain't the same.
The rap game'll bring stress, fortune and fame
An' slow drive-bys like when they aired out Kane. [gunshot] {DAMN! }
I'm in the S-5-5 with blew out chains
You body me, you body them - an' they pull out prayin'.
My only wish is to find ya catcher,
Lay your ass on a stretcher.
Betcha, getcha - ass out the hood! {Whooooooooooooooooooooo Kiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiid! }
All I got is rap an for that - I spazz out for good.
That's my income; it keeps me in paz an Hollywood, I'm hardly home,
When I leave the club the party gone.
An' I'm pissy of petroleum trying get my own home.
My name's Bank$ baby! {HAHA! } - I'm top rank lady.
I gotta go grab your coat itch you ain't crazy. {DAMN! }
I speed-off - gainin' and rushin' to bend her over sumthin',
Then I'm bumpin'! - The volumes to the Max and I'm frontin'.
All of a sudden she's down on the humble for a feel
And I'm driftin' in an out of lanes, fumblin' the wheel.
A couple of miles later {Whooooooooo! } I'll be comin' on the grill
Then it's back to the hotel to chill. - Ma' give you the rush!

[Chorus:]
Damn maaaaaa'...
That lil' outfit got my 3rd hand hiiiigh.
And I need you to understand IIIIIIIIIII {SADA POP! }
Really ain't got a lot o' time, bitch shout ya mind. - It's meeee!

Damn Blood!
Don't you wanna get out of them handcuffs?
I ain't gon' love you like your man doooeeees
I ain't gotta lot of time - Bitch shout ya miiiind! [car tires squeal] [shot] [beat stops]
{Whoooooooooo}


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