Playboy 2 - Lloyd Banks Whoo..... 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 yup I knock your wife up yup, man I don't give a fuck, nah The Unit's in this bitch, yea You know who I'm with, yea Rollin' out the piff, yea Six after six, yea Hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wrist, yea I'll ball till I die, why, 'cause I'm a Play B-O-Y 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 color of Candy Yams The only niggaz in the city with Miami fans I picked up my advance and took off out to France Thousand dollar pants, a hundred thousand dollar hands Mami I don't dance, I rock, I bop A 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, 'cause I'm a Play B-O-Y 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 yup I knock your wife up yup, man I don't give a fuck, nah The Unit's in this bitch, yea You know who I'm with, yea Rollin' out the piff, yea Six after six, yea Hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wrist, yea I'll ball till I die, why, 'cause I'm a Play B-O-Y 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 Im shittin on all of y'all, dump after dump I'm high and I'm drunk, havin' lunch at the trunk Don't front, i gets it rockin', and my clique is poppin' Now my hits is dropping that's why the chickens flockin' I ain't a come up, I got the Louis black Hydraulics on the 'Lac, I pop a whooly that Now we got enough toys to knock the city back Beef and broccoli 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 a nigga dos And it's never one at a time, it's by the twos And ooohhh, you should see what my song make em do, uh 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 yup I knock your wife up yup, man I don't give a fuck, nah The Unit's in this bitch, yea You know who I'm with, yea Rollin' out the piff, yea Six after six, yea Hangin' out the whips rocks bangin' off my wrist, yea I'll ball till I die, why, 'cause I'm a Play B-O-Y If you come from the bottom Put Your Hands Up Your hood fucked up and rotten Put Your Hands Up You and your clique get it poppin' Put Your Hands Up And nigga front Im leavin out of here in handcuffs Now Put Em Up. Yeah.. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Yeah.. Man I don't give a fuck what he said.. Now Put Em Up. Yeah.. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Put Em Up. Yeah. Yeah.. Yeah
