[ti:Celebrity]
[ar:Lloyd Banks (feat.Akon & Eminem)]
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[00:00.00]Lloyd Banks feat.Akon & Eminem – Celebrity
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[00:06.50]Maximal R - Your First R Source!
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[00:13.40]Akon and Lloyd Banks
[00:22.80]I just touched down, Ferrari to concrete
[00:25.86]I ain't even home and they're talking about me
[00:28.44]f-ck out my ear if you talking 'bout freedom n-gger
[00:31.30]Free don't pay the bills Im ballin' all out, b!
[00:33.83]You rappers don't know me
[00:35.40]Nah I ain't your homie
[00:37.01]If your name aint Em, Ferrari or Tony
[00:39.66]I like my wheel chromey
[00:41.23]My Bentley my Rolly
[00:42.47]My Magnum my forty
[00:43.93]South Jamaica shawty
[00:45.42]these losses I took in the gut yo
[00:48.21]the work's still here, I'm just cooking it up slow
[00:51.29]Clear my mind, you whippin' the truck load
[00:53.77]my Pop dead, but he live through his son though
[00:56.58]if rap aint work, I'll be pimpin' on some hoe
[00:59.43]Still eating lobster and shrimp in the Bungalow
[01:02.19]I'm back like crack over the drumroll
[01:05.01]You know, wherever I go the gun go
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[01:07.87]We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey)
[01:10.33]ain't bout to let a n-gga come and snatch mine
[01:13.14]I keep a nine, you see the shine
[01:15.91]I might just let your ass slide this time
[01:18.29]While I get this paper, paper
[01:24.01]While I get this paper, paper
[01:29.77]Cause I'm a celebrity
[01:31.75](I don't need none of y'all)
[01:33.04]Ghetto celebrity
[01:34.43](Keep your punk-ass awards)
[01:35.69]I'm a celebrity
[01:37.26](Take your fake smile off)
[01:38.55]Ghetto celebrity
[01:40.71]aint nothing changed n-gger
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[01:42.74]The media will test ya, popularity is pressure
[01:44.69]Porche Panamera
[01:45.89]platinum hammer through the metal
[01:46.08]wreck the booth up, I'm too tough
[01:47.98]that inner city grammer
[01:50.10]step your jewels up, they bruised up
[01:51.67]I'll sparkle for the camera
[01:52.92]harsh reality's what holding them back from opening
[01:55.68]verbal attack all over these n-ggas, push the herd to the back
[01:59.05]I'm the kind that they pray on, spending half of their day on
[02:01.89]lay on, n-ggas for days, just shots spray on
[02:04.31]my sound system knock and in pound Tupac
[02:07.22]6-4 jumping like the ground too hot
[02:10.02]they spot me, they chase a n-gga down two blocks
[02:12.71]two shots in the air for n-ggas that aint here
[02:15.47]two tone, two door, grey top, roof floor
[02:18.22]green guap galore, in and out of new hall
[02:20.93]that bright light you saw, was a paparazzi flash
[02:23.90]I'm tryna snap a picture through your Maserati glass
[02:26.87]We on the grind (hey) all the time (hey)
[02:29.38]ain't bout to let a n-gga come and snatch mine
[02:32.09]I keep a nine, you see the shine
[02:34.97]I might just let your ass slide this time
[02:37.28]While I get this paper, paper
[02:43.00]While I get this paper, paper
[02:48.83]Cause I'm a celebrity
[02:50.74](I don't need none of y'all)
[02:52.02]Ghetto celebrity
[02:53.44](Keep your punk-ass awards)
[02:54.74]I'm a celebrity
[02:56.25](Take your fake smile off)
[02:57.56]Ghetto celebrity
[02:59.73]aint nothing changed n-gger
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[03:01.36]there are enough insults in my head
[03:02.97]to fill up a swear jar
[03:04.38]and have it overflowing so dont get me going, don't dare start
[03:07.24]you'll never see me again, Amelia Earhart
[03:10.07]I'm poppin' a wheelie off to a really unfair start
[03:12.84]I'm past grinding for me, guess I just be grounded up
[03:15.56]like ground round or a pound of chuck
[03:17.43]tightly wound as f-ck
[03:18.60]till the fire marshalls come shut
[03:19.91]Fire marshall ground 'em up
[03:21.21]I guess you should just shut the f-ck up
[03:22.59]and stop f-cking around and duck
[03:24.38]I aint playing this time, I told you I'm not down for blunts
[03:27.55]to say I keep it 100 would probably sound redundant
[03:29.84]like calling a bitch a hoe, or asking a gal to suck
[03:32.60]and blowing your d-ck cock
[03:33.99]is she up to scew and down to f-ck
[03:35.71]it's a man's World and I'm trapped in a land of smut
[03:38.02]with a thousand sluts wrapped with muzzles
[03:40.13]running through a house of muts
[03:41.30]otherwords I'm shutting up everyone one of you bitches mouth's up
[03:44.11]and I'm watching my language if I tell you to kiss my f-cking butt
[03:46.96]and aint sh-t changed, my sh-t still dont stink player
[03:49.04]my farts may have become staler ever since I became a trailer park celebrity
[03:52.69]maybe my complexion became a little paler
[03:54.78]poster job for white trash, I'm a garbage pale kid sailor
[03:57.36]yeah, see me up all in your b-tch means I'ma rape her,
[04:00.72]all I got for these hoes is d-ck duck tape and a stapler so b-tch you better look for table scraps to scrape her
[04:05.67]I don't subscribe to the news or the free press but homie I get the paper!
[04:09.28]fucking stupid
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