Lloyd The Bandits Lyrics

The Bandits Lyrics

Act like they did something

Ain't never did shit for me



[Lloyd:]

Make way for the rookie of the year

Bout duck-duck-goose
off Pimp Juice and Belvedere

See I'm pouring out my liquor for my niggas
that ain't here

And any day-to-day shedding tattoo tears

But I'm
cool cause Weezy F's with me

Young Money clique Murder Inc family

Raised in the A and I'm born uptown

Cross Martin Luther King

Callio gon' lay it down

Yeah nigga act up whussup

Tell my nigga
Tad he better rough them

Your girl open wide like them doors on my
trucks

And my niggas bustin' niggas like they don't give a fuck



[Lil Wayne:]

They got the God in the buildin' J.R.

Park
all of my car in the buildin' no superstar

Nigga I'm harder than the
buildin'

The Carter the buildin'

Give quarters to pilgrims;
Thanksgiving

I ain't giving no slack, bitch I'm black

And the
President ain't never been that

Shit I'm ridin' with Lloyd

He
lookin' for a freak-azoid

I'm like 'Hey, hook a nigga up with
Ashanti'

I make her cook a chicken up and all my guns she hold 'em she
blow my dice 'fore I roll 'em

Daddy need some new shoes, the Caddy need
some new shoes

I'm thinkin' bout them 2-2's them 26's too cool I do
those

I'm too cold shit I spit frostbite

Nigga I'm too raw I spit
off-white

I get off white at 8AM I get off it by 8PM it's been a hard
night

It's a hard knock life my lil nigga J still double-up twice

My lil nigga Marl still livin' on the block

With a nigga that he
beefin' with but he still eatin' shit pleasantly

It's whatever B, we
ain't on no scary shit

You goin' down I'm obliged on some Mary shit

I get bread like the Dairy bitch

I chop you up like the Deli bitch

I'm at the supermarket

I'm on isle 17 that's Hollygrove

Apple &
Eagle street tell 'em holla, hoe

I put the sizzurp down then I swallow
mo'

I take a hit of the dutch...