Lloyd Banks - Playboy 2 Lyrics

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[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 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

[Verse 1]

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

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[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 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

[Verse 2]

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'm 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 do's

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

[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 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

[Bridge]

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 I'm 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..!!

OOOHHHHHHH...!!!

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