Playboy 2

Lyrics

[Chorus] Uh, two fingers up, yup, Henny in my cup, yup Semi in the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup I'm all iced up, yup, pocket knife'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 bangin' off my wrist, yea I'm a 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 recognize the slaughter Diamonds around the border, a platinum ice pick We in them Lambs the color of Candy Yams The only niggas in the city with Miami tans 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 A 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 Glock These little niggas emulatin' me, no lie Know why, know why, 'cause I'm a play-b-o-y [Chorus] Uh, two fingers up, yup, Henny in my cup, yup Semi in the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup I'm all iced up, yup, pocket knife'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 bangin' off my wrist, yea I'm a 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 lot of Benjamins I shop 'til 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 to rockin', and my click is poppin' Now my hits is droppin' that's why the chickens flockin' 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 copyin' my moves, I cruise on twenty-two's Big pools, money and jewels, that's all a nigga do's The illest never run out of time, just by the two's And ooh, you should see what my song make them do [Chorus] Uh, two fingers up, yup, Henny in my cup, yup Semi in the cut, yup, a very nice truck, yup I'm all iced up, yup, pocket knife'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 bangin' off my wrist, yea I'ma ball 'til I die, why, 'cause I'm a play-b-o-y [Bridge] If you come from the bottom, put your hands up Yo' hood fucked up and rotten, put your hands up You and your clique get it poppin', put your hands up A nigga front, I'm leavin' out of here in handcuffs [Outro] 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! Yeah! Yeah!) Yeah, man, I don't give a fuck what you 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! Yeah!) Ohh!