Artist: Lloyd Banks f/ Governor Album: Hunger For More 2 Song: Kill It * Typed by: kill4747@hotmail.com * iTunes bonus song [Lloyd Banks] Girl, you're something special I just want the chance to get to know you better Wine you and caress you Spoil and impress you Put you in my front seat, take you home and sex you [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I used to day dream about the green, now I got it Fast cars, credit card, Louie wallet The girl I'm with now is hot, but you hotter One look at you and I almost forgot her She goin' wanna kill me, cause I wanna kill it shawty, let me get it, I'mma spend a weekend in it Get one impression, swear I gotta kill it Hour after hour, girl, you goin' need a minute [Lloyd Banks] I'm into steady stuntin' in my Phantom ghost Brand new Louie, brand new outfit and my brand new toast Rep by the love, get my cake and eat it, I want both I'm only here for the summer then I'm leaving out the coast If we get close, I'mma have to book another seat Baby, something sweet, body you would love to keep Been fucked to sleep We can stay up, drink all this Rose up Smoke my weed and kick it, that sex gobbled a day up For me this girl's a lay up, she knows I don't need it Difference is I want someone I could see me with Could be our little secret Not cause I'm ashamed, but for all the nosy hoes infatuated with fame Pussy's my addiction, yours is like cocaine Girl, let me light your life up Put you on the game I have you riding Bentley, put you off the train Strike a pose, take aim, not to put you out the frame [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I used to day dream about the green, now I got it Fast cars, credit card, Louie wallet The girl I'm with now is hot, but you hotter One look at you and I almost forgot her She goin' wanna kill me, cause I wanna kill it shawty, let me get it, I'mma spend a weekend in it Get one impression, swear I gotta kill it Hour after hour, girl, you goin' need a minute [Lloyd Banks] Ugh, I had a shorty, but after fucking you, it's over I'm all wet, momma sitting on a super soaker Ruin the sofa, I bend her over, bruise her chocha Hell of a looker, somebody should give you a poster She's my holster, careful how you fools approach her see we're tight now and everyday we're moving closer When I'm with you is when I'm calm, baby, you the bomb Fat ass, fly shit on, Christian Louboutin Cruise along beaches, Canary Island features Lambourghini, Porches, gorgeous chrome sneakers The gossip won't reach us We in another World, keep doing that, I won't think 'bout another girl Bad bitches fuck, come now is all I've done One million reasons why I ain't belong with them We live with no worries and spend money for fun Dodge, no flurries, lear jetting to the sun [Chorus: Lloyd Banks] I used to day dream about the green, now I got it Fast cars, credit card, Louie wallet The girl I'm with now is hot, but you hotter One look at you and I almost forgot her She goin wanna kill me, cause I wanna kill it shawty, let me get it, I'mma spend a weekend in it Get one impression, swear I gotta kill it Hour after hour girl, you goin' need a minute [Governor] You got it, baby Almost forget her...