Lyrics:
Lloyd Banks Can I Get High

can't see, baby I'm in money waist deep you should f-ck with me, I'mma be that n-gga how ya gon start acting funny when I get bigger f-ck the awards,

scared, "Cent got money," and I got shot You so much pressure on me when you compare me to 'Pac I'm just a new kid, I can't help that I'm hot What little

can tell by my Benz, by my BM, and my Hummer, damn I'm doin' my thang [ Lloyd Banks ] When I'm knockin' you down, no one can save ya, from the other

stop me I'm cocky, raps rocky, nigga you sloppy You know that I'm, 8 levels above you nigga I'll club you nigga, I never heard of you nigga, its ugly nigga I

patron BLANK jump inside the liner i dump em right back on his bones BLANK is harder but the struggle made me smarter choppin lanes back and forth i get high

hate Santa Claus Your mountains is high, holdin' in Diana Ross I'm like a 2003 banana Porsche I don't gotta hide sluts, to get your ties cut They on my dick, 'cause I

I fall, hope the bleeding stop And I hope you black out before you see the cops I ain't High Top from Colors, I'm from Cedar Block What i got in my high

clack bitch betta get back quick one to the chest make niggas do back flips Hook x 2 Verse 2 (Lloyd Bank$) Yeah I know you niggas want me to get murked get

nigga, we gettin' high Yo, yo this is some bomb shit right here man 50 can't even smoke this motherfucker (ah haha, haha) [Verse 1] I can't smoke weed