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Playboy 2

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Playboy 2

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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 knive'd 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

Rolling out the piff, yea, six after six, yea

Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yea

I'm a ball till I die, why, cause I'm a Play B-O-Y

[Verse]

Guess who's the man this quarter, the rich playing the boarder

Your papers much shorter, my safe is this big

Not from New York to Georgia, they recognize the slaughter

Diamonds around the boarder, a platinum ice pick

We in them Lambs the color of Candy Yams

The only niggaz in the city with Miami tints

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

I half a ounce of sticky in my sock, I'm hot

If I like it I'm a 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 cock

these little niggaz emulating' me know why

know why, know why, cause 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 up, yup, pocket knive'd 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

Rolling out the piff, yea, six after six, yea

Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yea

I'm a ball till I die, why, cause I'm a Play B-O-Y

[Verse]

Hey..

Pull up in a Benz, hoodie and my Timbs

Hologram rims, a lot of Benjamin's

I shop till I drop, I stunt when I want

Rollin' blunt after blunt, blowing 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, having lunch at the trunk

Don't front, and get to rocking, and my click is popping

now my hits is dropping that's why the chickens flocking

I ain't a come up, I got the Louis black

Hydraulics on the 'Lac, I pop and whoolie that

Now we got enough toys to knock the city back

Beef and broccoli fitted cap, he's the rockiest in rap

They copying' my moves I cruise on twenty-two's

Big pools, money and jewels, that's all I never do is

The illest never one at a time, just by the two's

and ooohhh, you should see what my song make them do

[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 knive'd 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

Rolling out the piff, yea, six after six, yea

Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yea

I'm a ball till I die, why, cause 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 click get it popping' Put Your Hands Up

If you front I'm leaving' out of there in handcuffs

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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