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Lloyd Banks - Playboy 2 lyrics
[Lloyd Banks Intro] Whooooooooooooo..... [Chorus] Uh.. Two figures up yup, Henny in my cup yup Semi in the cut yup, a very nice truck yup i'm all iced up yup, pocket knifed up up i knock your wife up yup, man i don't give a fuck, nah The Unit's in this bitch, you know who i'm with rollin' out the piff, six after six hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wrist i'ma ball till i die, why, cuz i'm a Play B-O-Y [Verse] Guess who's the man this quarter, the rich playin' the boarder your papers much shorter, my safe is this big not from New York to Georgia, they recognise the slaughter diamonds around the boarder, a platinum icepick we in them Lambs the colour of Candy Yams the only niggaz in the city with Miami tanz i picked up my advance and took off out to France thousand dollar pants and hundred thousand dollar hands mami i don't dance, i rock, i bop half a ounce of sticky in my sock, i'm hot if i like it i'ma cop it on the spot, why not these haters still won't give me my props, i'm shocked i do it for the concrete, the curb, the block all i got is the street, my word, my glock these little niggaz emulatin' me know why know why, know why, cuz i'm a Play B-O-Y [Chorus] Uh.. Two figures up yup, Henny in my cup yup Semi in the cut yup, a very nice truck yup i'm all iced yup,my pocket knifed up yup i knock your wife up yup, man i don't give a fuck, nah The Unit's in this bitch, you know who i'm with rollin' out the piff, six after six hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wris' i'ma ball till i die, why, cuz i'm a Play B-O-Y [Verse] Hey.. Pull up in a Benz, hoodie and my Timbs hologram rims, a lotta Benjamins i shop till i drop, i stunt when i want rollin' blunt after blunt blowin' bump out the trunk now i can take a shit on all of y'all, dump after dump i'm high and i'm drunk, havin' lunch at the trunk don't front, and get to rockin', and my cliq阤 is poppin' now my hits is droppin thats why the chickens flockin' i ain't a come up, i got the Louis black Hydraulics on the 'Lac, i pop and whooly that now we got enough toys to knock the city back beef and broccli fitted cap, he's the rockiest in rap they copyin' my moves i cruise on twenty-two's big pools, money and jewels, that's all i never lose the illest never one at a time, just by the two's and ooohhh, you should see what my song make 'um do, uh [Chorus] Uh.. Two figures up yup, Henny in my cup yup Semi in the cut yup, a very nice truck yup i'm all might stuck yup, pocket full of ?? yup i knock your wife up yup, man i don't give a fuck, nah The Unit's in this bitch, you know who i'm with rollin' out the piff, six after six hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wris' i'ma ball till i die, why, cuz i'm a Play B-O-Y [Bridge] If you come from the bottom Put Your Hands Up The hood ?? got the rap then Put Your Hands Up You and your cliq阤 get it poppin' Put Your Hands Up If you front i'm leavin' outta her ein handscuffs Now Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Man i don't give a fuck what you said.. Now Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Put Um Up.. Yeah.. Yeah.. Yeah..!! OOOHHHHHHH...!!! |
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