Playboy(Album Version (Edited))

歌詞

Aw man Can i get a raw please Ya'll ready Ya'll ready For the main event DAMN LLOYD BANKS Guess who's the man this winter straight out the land of sinners The ranger's tan wit spinners check out the white wheels Roll wit the damn winners or u and ur man's finished U and ur rams' fitteds turn off the light switch Holdin my torch down even when the force 'round U let ur wife roam she want a divorce now U niggas aint this gully playin 2 paint ya skully U'll never take this from me the riders and all the gangstas from me U shouldnt be a problem i aint be a problem See ya later i read ur head u be a rodman I know ur type hoppin all over the beach screamin' U call it hypin' urself up i call it street dreamin' I do it for all of the haters the playas roll wit the gators They lookin' foward 2 favors gossip is all they gave us U niggas wasnt quiet meet the whales and the fishes U lit the precinct up playin tattle-tail wit the snitches Even my momma knows i got all kinda hoes They wait outside the shows stripped after the diner close Out their designer clothes witout the winer rules Take off my baby blue mink and carolina boots Come here take a look inside an entertainer's closet I never trust a bitch i blame lorainna bobbit Niggas stay and pocket i know u mad at me But shit aint peaches n' cream and i aint sarah lee bitch Dont ice me u starin' at the wrong one Theres alot of girls here go and get up on one We at the bar poppin' bottles 'til they all gone If u aint leavin' here wit us u can walk home Cuz someone else will they know how we ride If u a playboy u got one on each side Keep ur mouth closed we dont let the beef ride Ride ride ride DAMN LET'S GO I do this for the hood niggas stuck in the slammer I smile 'cuz im good u act tough for the camera Where im from the little kids they fuckin wit santa Cuz they like tupac more word word 2 my grandma I figure i might as well leave here wit my glock drawn Cuz they'll take u 2 jail even when ur not wrong Dawg ur not this flashy but u got 2 blast me Every rock is classy nobody on ur block can match me U shouldnt want a fight unless u wanna fight For ur life in a hospital 100 nights I know ur type run behind ur girlfriend rushin' U call it quality time i call it handcuffin' I'm on the beach of miami cellular reachin' my family All weekend wit panties from puerto rican candy U niggas wasnt tough i shoulda snapped some flicks U wore ur pants tight play pitty-pat wit the chicks Even my father knows where the revolver goes I bring the beef 2 ur front door like dominoes And my diamonds froze that means my time froze we in the club from when its poppin' till when the time its closed Half of these so-called real niggas can hardly sing Naw i aint pullin' over learnt that from rodney king So tell ur homey chill u know i hold it still Everything aint jabs and hooks and u aint holyfield nigga Dont ice me u starin' at the wrong one Theres alot of girls here go and get up on one We at the bar poppin' bottles 'til they all gone If u aint leavin' here wit us u can walk home Cuz someone else will they know how we ride If u a playboy u got one on each side Keep ur mouth closed we dont let the beef ride Everybody on the left get ur hands up Everybody on the right get ur hands up Everybody up front get ur hands up And everybody out back get ur hands up And if u in here wit a strap get ur hands up NOW PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP What man fuck what he said PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP PUT 'EM UP