Turnin U Into A Customer

Lyrics
[Intro] Uh [Verse 1] I show you how to do this dummy (Uh) Watch me as I run through this money (Uh) Even when it's cloudy my jewels is sunny Your girlfriend gets her knee bruises from me, the name's Banks (Yeah) I'm a million dollar nigga (Uh huh) We both rollin' but my wheel a lil' bigger (Uh huh) I get mine if it's a will then it's a way (Yeah) And it won't be no tomorrow if I don't hit today (Oh no) I'm kind of tired and I ain't here to play (uh-uh) So if you don't cooperate then I ain't gon' stay (Gon' stay) I'm real flashy but I don't give a fuck This shit cost to much money to keep it tucked Most of these industry niggas is all butt (Yep) Talk but soon as you see them they ball up (Yep) We ridin' 'round in that BM and that long truck (Yep) You see me in ya hood (Uh huh) My ghetto pass good (Yeah) [Chorus] I'll turn you into a customer (Yeah) I've been thinking all night about touching ya, come here (Yeah) I'm trying to get this shit going and you fronting I'm from New York ma, show a nigga something My clothes are fresh (Uh huh) My Bentley's clean (Yeah) My knot's on swole (Yeah) I'm ready to roll (Yeah) I'm blowing on green, my whip's on lean (Yeah) I just found another way to get that (Uh) cream [Verse 2] Lookin' at my Rollie it's about that time (Yeah) To snatch one of these bitches off that line (Yeah) Man, home girl must've lost her mind (Yeah) Hoppin' all around my interior design, I'm Fittin' to slide to the telly then it's one, two, right on ya belly You might see me fly through in that Jag toy You know what it is G-Unit and Bad Boy My own mama used to say I wasn't shit (Wasn't shit) Now I'm rich mama don't remember shit (Remember what?) You little niggas couldn't handle what I smoke (Uh-uh) It'll feel like I lit a candle in your throat And I could understand Hammer goin' broke Cause soon as it gets cold, you're everybody's Cole And when they ain't got no weed, you're everybody's smoke And I'm everybody's favorite, the wrong one to play with, (Yeah!) yeah [Chorus] I'll turn you into a customer I've been thinking all night about touching ya, come here I'm trying to get this shit going and you fronting I'm from New York ma, show a nigga something My clothes are fresh, my Bentley's clean My knot's on swole, I'm ready to roll I'm blowing on green, my whip's on lean I just found another way to get that cream [Long Pause] [Chorus] I'll turn you into a customer I've been thinking all night about touching ya, come here I'm trying to get this shit going and you fronting I'm from New York ma, show a nigga something My clothes are fresh, my Bentley's clean My knot's on swole, I'm ready to roll I'm blowing on green, my whip's on lean I just found another way to get that cream
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Credits
- Writers
- The Notorious B.I.G.
- Scott Storch
- Lloyd Banks