| Song | Playboy 2 - Album Version (Explicit) |
| Artist | Lloyd Banks |
| Album | Rotten Apple |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Lloyd, Turner | |
| 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 k***** up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man, | |
| I don't give a f***, nah | |
| The Unit's in this b****, yeah , you know who | |
| I'm with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hangin' out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I'm a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I'm a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| 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 platin' 'em ice pick | |
| We in them | |
| Lambs the color of | |
| Candy Yams | |
| The only n****z in the city with | |
| Miami tints | |
| I picked up my advance and took off out to | |
| FranceThousand dollar pants and hundred thousand dollar hands | |
| Mummy I don't dance, | |
| I rock, I bop | |
| I half a ounce of s***** in my sock, | |
| I'm hotIf | |
| 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 c*** | |
| These little n****z emulating' 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 k***** up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man | |
| I don't give a f***, nah | |
| The Unit's in this b****, yeah, you know who | |
| I'm with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I'm a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I'm a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| Hey, pull up in a | |
| Benz, hoodie and my | |
| TimbsHologram rims, a lot of | |
| Benjamin's | |
| I shop till | |
| I drop, I stunt when | |
| I wantRollin' b**** after b****, blowin' b'emp out the trunk | |
| Now I can take a s*** on all of y'all, d'emp after d'emp | |
| I'm high and | |
| I'm drunk, havin' lunch at the trunk | |
| Don't front and get to rockin', 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 copyin' 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 ooh, you should see what my song make them do | |
| 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 k***** up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man | |
| I don't give a f***, nah | |
| The Unit's in this b****, yeah, you know who | |
| I'm with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I'm a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I'm a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| If you come from the bottom put your hands up | |
| The hood f*** up the rap then put your hands up | |
| You and your click get it popping' put your hands up | |
| And if you front | |
| I'm leaving' out of there in handcuffs | |
| Now put 'em up, put 'em up | |
| Put 'em up, put 'em up | |
| Put 'em up, put 'em up | |
| Yeah, man | |
| I don't give a f*** what you said | |
| Now put 'em up, put 'em up | |
| Put 'em up, put 'em up | |
| Put 'em up, put 'em up |
| zuo qu : Lloyd, Turner | |
| 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 k up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man, | |
| I don' t give a f, nah | |
| The Unit' s in this b, yeah , you know who | |
| I' m with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hangin' out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I' m a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I' m a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| 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 platin' ' em ice pick | |
| We in them | |
| Lambs the color of | |
| Candy Yams | |
| The only n z in the city with | |
| Miami tints | |
| I picked up my advance and took off out to | |
| FranceThousand dollar pants and hundred thousand dollar hands | |
| Mummy I don' t dance, | |
| I rock, I bop | |
| I half a ounce of s in my sock, | |
| I' m hotIf | |
| 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 c | |
| These little n z emulating' 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 k up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man | |
| I don' t give a f, nah | |
| The Unit' s in this b, yeah, you know who | |
| I' m with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I' m a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I' m a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| Hey, pull up in a | |
| Benz, hoodie and my | |
| TimbsHologram rims, a lot of | |
| Benjamin' s | |
| I shop till | |
| I drop, I stunt when | |
| I wantRollin' b after b, blowin' b' emp out the trunk | |
| Now I can take a s on all of y' all, d' emp after d' emp | |
| I' m high and | |
| I' m drunk, havin' lunch at the trunk | |
| Don' t front and get to rockin', 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 copyin' my moves | |
| I cruise on twentytwo' 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 ooh, you should see what my song make them do | |
| 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 k up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man | |
| I don' t give a f, nah | |
| The Unit' s in this b, yeah, you know who | |
| I' m with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I' m a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I' m a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| If you come from the bottom put your hands up | |
| The hood f up the rap then put your hands up | |
| You and your click get it popping' put your hands up | |
| And if you front | |
| I' m leaving' out of there in handcuffs | |
| Now put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Yeah, man | |
| I don' t give a f what you said | |
| Now put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up |
| zuò qǔ : Lloyd, Turner | |
| 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 k up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man, | |
| I don' t give a f, nah | |
| The Unit' s in this b, yeah , you know who | |
| I' m with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hangin' out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I' m a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I' m a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| 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 platin' ' em ice pick | |
| We in them | |
| Lambs the color of | |
| Candy Yams | |
| The only n z in the city with | |
| Miami tints | |
| I picked up my advance and took off out to | |
| FranceThousand dollar pants and hundred thousand dollar hands | |
| Mummy I don' t dance, | |
| I rock, I bop | |
| I half a ounce of s in my sock, | |
| I' m hotIf | |
| 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 c | |
| These little n z emulating' 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 k up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man | |
| I don' t give a f, nah | |
| The Unit' s in this b, yeah, you know who | |
| I' m with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I' m a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I' m a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| Hey, pull up in a | |
| Benz, hoodie and my | |
| TimbsHologram rims, a lot of | |
| Benjamin' s | |
| I shop till | |
| I drop, I stunt when | |
| I wantRollin' b after b, blowin' b' emp out the trunk | |
| Now I can take a s on all of y' all, d' emp after d' emp | |
| I' m high and | |
| I' m drunk, havin' lunch at the trunk | |
| Don' t front and get to rockin', 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 copyin' my moves | |
| I cruise on twentytwo' 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 ooh, you should see what my song make them do | |
| 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 k up, yup | |
| I knock your wife up, yup, man | |
| I don' t give a f, nah | |
| The Unit' s in this b, yeah, you know who | |
| I' m with, yeah | |
| Rolling out the piff, yeah, six after six, yeah | |
| Hanging out the whips rocks dangling off my wrist, yeah | |
| I' m a ball till | |
| I die, why? ' | |
| Cause I' m a | |
| Play B O Y | |
| If you come from the bottom put your hands up | |
| The hood f up the rap then put your hands up | |
| You and your click get it popping' put your hands up | |
| And if you front | |
| I' m leaving' out of there in handcuffs | |
| Now put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Yeah, man | |
| I don' t give a f what you said | |
| Now put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up | |
| Put ' em up, put ' em up |