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Playboy
Lloyd Banks
The Hunger For More
Artist：lloyd banks
Songs Title：playboy
Aw man , can I get a raw please
Is y'all ready, is y'all ready
For the main event, Damn
Lloyd Banks
Guess who's the man that's real straight out the land of sinners
The Range with hella spinners check out the white wrist
Roll winners with the or damn you and your man's finished
You and your Rams fitted turn off the light switch
Holdin' my torch down even when the force ‘round
You let your wife roll she want a divorce now
You niggas ain't this gully playas'll paint ya skully
You'll never take this from me
The riders and the gangstas with me
God Damn）
You a shouldn't be problem I ain't be a problem
See ya later, I read ya head you be a Rodman （What）
I know ya type, hoppin all over the beat screamin'
You call it hypin' yaself up I call it street dreamin'
I do it for all of the haters the playas ball with the gators
They lookin' forward to favors gossip is all they gave us
You niggas wasn't quiet, meet the whales and fishes （Whoo）
You lit the precinct up playin' tattle tale with the snitches
Even my momma knows I got all kind of hoes
They wait outside the show stripped after the diner closed
I'll be designer clothes without the winer woes
Take off my baby blue mink and Carolina bowls
Come here, take a look inside a entertainer's closet
I never trust a bitch, I blame Lorainna Bobbit
Niggas stay and pocket
I know you're made at me but shit ain't all peaches and cream
And I ain't Sara Lee bitch （C'mon）
Don't ice me
You starin' at the wrong one
There's a lot of girls here
Go and get up on one （What）
We at the bar poppin' bottles ‘til they all gone
If you ain't leavin' here wit us
You gon' walk home （Whoo）
Go somewhere else where
They know how we ride
If you a playboy, you got one on each side
Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride
（What）
Ride
（What）
Ride
（What）
Ride
（God Damn Let's Go）
I do this for the hood, niggas stuck in the slammer
I smile cuz I'm good, you act tough for the camera （Whoo）
Learn from the hood kids, they ain't fuckin' wit Santa
Cuz they like Tupac more, （Word） Word to my grandma
I figure I might as well leave here with my glock drawn
Cuz they'll take you to jail even when you not wrong
Dog your not this flashy, dogs you got to blast me
Every rock is classy, nobody on your block can match me （Whoo）
You shouldn't want to fight, unless you wanna fight
Free you life in a high school a hundred nights
I know your type, run behind your girlfriend rushin'
You call it quality time, I call it handcuffin'
I'm on the beach in Miami, cellular reachin' my family
All the weekend in panties from Puerto Rican canny
You niggas wasn't tough, I should've snapped some pics
You wear ya pants tight, play pitty pat wit the chicks （Damn）
Even my father knows where the revolver goes
I bring the beef to ya front door like Dominoes
And my diamonds froze that means my time froze
Be in the club from when it's poppin' ‘til the time it close （What）
Half of these so-called real niggas'll probably sing
Naw I ain't pullin' over, learned that from Rodney King
So tell ya homey chill you know I hold the steel
Everything from jabs to hooks and you ain't Holyfield, nigga （Damn）
Don't ice me
You starin' at the wrong one （Whoo）
There's a lot of girls here
Go and get up on one
We at the bar poppin' bottles ‘til they all gone
If you ain't leavin' here wit us
You gon' walk home
Go somewhere else where
They know how we ride
If you a playboy, you got one on each side
Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride
Everybody on the left get yo hands up （Get ya hands up）
Everybody on the right get yo hands up （Get ya hands up）
Everybody up front get yo hands up （Get ya hands up）
And everybody out back get yo hands up （What）
And if you in here wit a strap get yo hands up （What）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
What, man fuck what he said
Man put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
Ohhhhhhhh
what Whoo Kid）

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[ti:Playboy]
[ar:Lloyd Banks]
[al:The Hunger For More]
[offset:0]
[00:01.78]Artist：lloyd banks
[00:02.34]Songs Title：playboy
[00:03.22]Aw man , can I get a raw please
[00:05.47]
[00:08.09]Is y'all ready, is y'all ready
[00:09.34]
[00:13.34]For the main event, Damn
[00:14.16]
[00:18.62]Lloyd Banks
[00:19.06]
[00:20.25]Guess who's the man that's real straight out the land of sinners
[00:22.83]The Range with hella spinners check out the white wrist
[00:24.76]
[00:25.46]Roll winners with the or damn you and your man's finished
[00:28.77]You and your Rams fitted turn off the light switch
[00:30.32]Holdin' my torch down even when the force ‘round
[00:31.59]You let your wife roll she want a divorce now
[00:33.34]You niggas ain't this gully playas'll paint ya skully
[00:34.27]You'll never take this from me
[00:35.28]The riders and the gangstas with me
[00:36.41]God Damn）
[00:36.46]You a shouldn't be problem I ain't be a problem
[00:38.64]See ya later, I read ya head you be a Rodman （What）
[00:39.14]I know ya type, hoppin all over the beat screamin'
[00:39.45]You call it hypin' yaself up I call it street dreamin'
[00:39.83]I do it for all of the haters the playas ball with the gators
[00:40.33]They lookin' forward to favors gossip is all they gave us
[00:40.71]You niggas wasn't quiet, meet the whales and fishes （Whoo）
[00:41.14]You lit the precinct up playin' tattle tale with the snitches
[00:41.51]Even my momma knows I got all kind of hoes
[00:41.89]They wait outside the show stripped after the diner closed
[00:42.20]I'll be designer clothes without the winer woes
[00:42.52]Take off my baby blue mink and Carolina bowls
[00:42.83]Come here, take a look inside a entertainer's closet
[00:43.14]I never trust a bitch, I blame Lorainna Bobbit
[00:43.45]Niggas stay and pocket
[00:43.58]I know you're made at me but shit ain't all peaches and cream
[00:44.08]And I ain't Sara Lee bitch （C'mon）
[00:44.39]Don't ice me
[00:44.45]You starin' at the wrong one
[00:44.70]There's a lot of girls here
[00:44.89]Go and get up on one （What）
[00:45.20]We at the bar poppin' bottles ‘til they all gone
[00:45.58]If you ain't leavin' here wit us
[00:45.83]You gon' walk home （Whoo）
[00:46.08]Go somewhere else where
[00:46.20]They know how we ride
[00:46.39]If you a playboy, you got one on each side
[00:46.77]Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride
[00:47.08]（What）
[00:47.21]Ride
[00:47.26]（What）
[00:47.33]Ride
[00:47.39]（What）
[00:48.45]Ride
[00:48.89]（God Damn Let's Go）
[00:49.08]I do this for the hood, niggas stuck in the slammer
[00:50.14]I smile cuz I'm good, you act tough for the camera （Whoo）
[00:50.64]Learn from the hood kids, they ain't fuckin' wit Santa
[00:51.02]Cuz they like Tupac more, （Word） Word to my grandma
[00:51.40]I figure I might as well leave here with my glock drawn
[00:51.83]Cuz they'll take you to jail even when you not wrong
[00:52.21]Dog your not this flashy, dogs you got to blast me
[00:52.64]Every rock is classy, nobody on your block can match me （Whoo）
[00:53.08]You shouldn't want to fight, unless you wanna fight
[00:53.40]Free you life in a high school a hundred nights
[00:53.77]I know your type, run behind your girlfriend rushin'
[00:54.08]You call it quality time, I call it handcuffin'
[00:54.40]I'm on the beach in Miami, cellular reachin' my family
[00:54.77]All the weekend in panties from Puerto Rican canny
[00:55.08]You niggas wasn't tough, I should've snapped some pics
[00:55.40]You wear ya pants tight, play pitty pat wit the chicks （Damn）
[00:55.90]Even my father knows where the revolver goes
[00:56.15]I bring the beef to ya front door like Dominoes
[00:56.52]And my diamonds froze that means my time froze
[00:56.83]Be in the club from when it's poppin' ‘til the time it close （What）
[00:57.40]Half of these so-called real niggas'll probably sing
[00:57.71]Naw I ain't pullin' over, learned that from Rodney King
[00:58.02]So tell ya homey chill you know I hold the steel
[00:58.46]Everything from jabs to hooks and you ain't Holyfield, nigga （Damn）
[00:58.90]Don't ice me
[00:59.02]You starin' at the wrong one （Whoo）
[01:00.21]There's a lot of girls here
[01:00.46]Go and get up on one
[01:00.65]We at the bar poppin' bottles ‘til they all gone
[01:01.03]If you ain't leavin' here wit us
[01:01.28]You gon' walk home
[01:01.40]Go somewhere else where
[01:01.52]They know how we ride
[01:01.71]If you a playboy, you got one on each side
[01:02.09]Keep your mouth closed, we don't let the beef ride
[01:02.40]Everybody on the left get yo hands up （Get ya hands up）
[01:02.90]Everybody on the right get yo hands up （Get ya hands up）
[01:03.40]Everybody up front get yo hands up （Get ya hands up）
[01:03.84]And everybody out back get yo hands up （What）
[01:04.28]And if you in here wit a strap get yo hands up （What）
[01:04.78]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:05.15]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:05.53]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:05.96]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:06.34]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:06.71]What, man fuck what he said
[01:06.90]Man put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:07.28]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:07.65]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:08.09]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:08.46]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:08.84]Now put ‘em up （Put ‘em up）
[01:09.21]Ohhhhhhhh
[01:09.28]what Whoo Kid）

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