For The Moment lyrics

by

Lloyd Banks



[Intro]
Payday (payday, payday payday...)
It's payday (it's payday... hey)

[Chorus]
n*gga you know how we play
Different dollar, different day
Different weather, different whip and on my hip I got my trey
Shut ya lip, it ain't 'bout pay
We got the clips, so make my day
We on that sh*t, so clear our way
Makin money every day, hey
I f*ck 'em, leave the town, a b*tch gon' hold me down
I meet and beat and pass, and look she with my homie now

[Verse 1]
n*gga that b*tch ain't yours, that b*tch is ours
I f*ck 'em, diss 'em, switch 'em like I switch my cars
Pimpin's hard
You ain't built for the game, then n*gga switch ya job
This my lane, miss (?), ask her, to that b*tch I'm God (God)
To that b*tch I'm gold, platinum ice and I'm nice
Won't be wedding rings and no rice
I beat up the box and catch my flight
Speed up a notch and you just might
Be the menage that I would like, even with all the movie lights
I bet I perform my duty right
Bet in the morning you'll be tight
I'll be wrong, and you'll be right
But I won't be stalled
I got the ball, weak n*ggas fold and I'm not that type
Gimme ya all, ya not bright
I ain't got nothin but di*k to give you
Just be happy you can get through
You know how fast ya boy can get two, Blue
[Break]
I f*ck 'em, leave the town, a b*tch gon' hold me down
I meet and beat and pass, and look she with my homie now

[Verse 2]
n*gga that dough ain't her, that dough is yours
She trickin', gettin' me (?) down all to my drawers
di*k (?), beat it in front of homegirl and gets applaud
Sloppy head and slippery (?), shorty even lick my (balls)
Weave down, ass up, that's the way that I like to f*ck
Broken wall, sore jaw, open ya mouth and I'm 'bout to nut
I found her fountain, she came 'bout three times I was countin' (yeah)
I pound her couch in, after that she gon' need some counselin' (uh)
Bouncin', broad to broad, I'm not to be kept
Wall to wall, I got to be strapped, girl on girl, I got to be next
Wet and slide and nasty sex
Give 'em the ride and grab they neck
Get 'em a driver, ride then home
This is where I get time alone (alone)
Call me crazy, stubborn, c*cky
But ain't no chick gon' lock me (nah)
Uh huh, not me, no way, hose
Rosy, no work, no hustle, no play
No hate, no scuffle, no K
Just stay the f*ck out my way
[Chorus]
n*gga you know how we play
Different dollar, different day
Different weather, different whip and on my hip I got my trey
Shut ya lip, it ain't 'bout pay
We got the clips, so make my day
We on that sh*t, so clear our way
Makin money every day, hey
I f*ck 'em, leave the town, a b*tch gon' hold me down
I meet and beat and pass, and look she with my homie now

[Outro]
Tonight it's goin' down
Weed smoke is all around
And we all drunk as hell
If you won't, I won't tell
I got a money smell
And make the honies yell
I'm talkin' awkward loud
Get' em and knock 'em down
(Knock 'em down) down, down
Down, down, down
I get 'em, knock 'em down (knock 'em down)
Down, down, down, down...
I get 'em, knock 'em (get 'em, knock 'em)
Down, down, down, down
I get 'em, knock 'em (get 'em, knock 'em)
Down, down, down, down...
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