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Love Shots Lyrics - The Cold Corner 2 - Lloyd Banks

[Verse 1: Lloyd Banks] 

If you are feeling yourself, your feeling me 

The feeling is strong, it's clear to see 

Ain't no feeling like on top to me and pass down 

Possibly, sit down drop the v 

I'm tryna drop another one, shit I gotta see 

Stuntin' til the summer come, swagger by the tree 

Jugglin these questions, cause it's puzzlin' to me 

Hey, baby got a husband and she riding round with' me 

Fuck it, I'm just playing my part 

I'm ain't tryna cuff it, you can't trust 

She ballin' on a nigga budget, touch downs keep her there 

Money the subject 

And I'm on another team, gotta love it 

She probably try it on me, I wanna rug it 

Southside stubborn, cold hearted than public 

Living without a care, don't care how you judge it 

Tired of hearing what you going through 

I does it 

 

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[Hook:] 

Love shots 

She's firin' the gun 

Probably had a hundred niggas looking dumb 

But I ain't the one 

Nah I ain't like them 

Matter of fact, I went back on the road when I'm done 

Throwin' G's up, hoes down 

Get paper, smoke pounds 

Fuck bitches, fo' rounds 

G's up, hoes all the way down 

 

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[Verse 2:] 

Maybe I will, maybe I won't 

Maybe I'm better off if I don't 

None of that money is yours, baby, you're broke 

And when that bump sick, your soap back on the rope? 

Brand new task, cause she's wonderful with her throat 

Cash for the [?], shes coming up with the stroke 

Shawty takin' shots, I duck down and dodge 

Always on the move girl, I work 5 jobs 

I'm a go getter, fly nigga, flow spitta 

Game owner, player and the coach 

Hitter and my CD dope 

[?] up to NYPD, won't probably wanna see me slip 

Have a nigga baby, grimey on that greedy shit 

Borderline crazy, crazy to not see the shit 

Cold hearted, step into the freeze a bit 

Hugh fuckin' Hef', new stress and the weed is lit 

 

[Hook] 

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