Lyrics




Right here, this is that shit
That separates the lil' boys, from the grown ass men
This is Y2K, space rap, right here
L.O.D., Playboy
Iced out, whole wrist, flick flick
Bang out, whole frame, tick tick
Twank twank, on 'Rari, I'm sorry
They don't fit, 18's, H-R-E
Keep it gated, most hated, nickel plated
New game, nickname, I'm Las Vegas
Block top, rock watch, pop tops
Cristal, twenty thou', that's a lot
I shake junk, I take junk, I break junk
I get dope, I shit smoke, I spit coke
With super hoes, super cold, super clothes
Exposed, chest swole, I sex those
Thick bank, thick paint, dick swang
Know a bitch ain't shit if I can't spit game
Playboy, straight up, weigh it up
I'm the Hugh Heff' of rap, it ain't nothin left but what, uh
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Dick holder, quick shoulder, big motor
Twins, turbo, eleven, the quota
Dash blower, cash blower, fast forward
Front around a ship and trip with fast whores
Tell the biz, in the 6, know the biz
Break rap game, take, hoes shit
High dollars, wide dollars, Ty Dollas
My oh why, don't try, you quiet dollars
Don't play, shit straight, and day
Spray sticky green, blicky the pinky ring
Bourgeois, cologne, got a jawn
Redbone, thong on, my song
Do thangs, move thangs, true thangs
I will come to your block, your spot and prove thangs
Face hoes, take hoes, place hoes
I'm a cold motherfucker and all these bitches know, whoa
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Pop tops (Where my ballers?)
Pop tops (Where my bitches?)
Pop tops (Where my ladies?)
Pop tops (Where them haters?)
Pop tops (Where them thugs?)
Pop tops (In the club)
Pop tops (Hold 'em up)
Pop tops (Where my ballers?)
Pop tops (Where my bitches?)
Pop tops (Where them ladies?)
Pop tops (Where them haters?)
Pop tops (Where my thugs?)
Pop tops (In the club)
Pop tops (Hold 'em up)
Pop tops (Show love)
Pop tops
More poppa, ho stoppa, whole lotta
Compound niggas who throw and slang boppers
Road blockers, no coppers, can't stop us
J-Bill complex filled with top boxers
Ac' baggin', stretch jacket, stretch Navi
Down South, we get mouth, cat ragglin'
Old boppers, new boppers, future boppers
Lookin' at the rap game now, who can stop us?
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down
Playboy, baby I love the way you do your thing boy
Ride through the night to the day boy
Baby you know I love the way you lay it down, lay it down





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