Playboy lyrics

[Intro]
Come out and play
(Playboy) Haha
(Playboy) What you know about that? Ahh
(Playboy)

[Verse 1]
All bad b*tches, lock windows
Lock doors
Fake pimps lock hoes
n*ggas with diet game too late stole clothes
Real b*tches f*ck with deez and not those
When I'm at the club and they pop the doze
n*gga keep ya eyes open, watch the hoes
Could it be the walk foo?
The shoes, or the clothes?
Or maybe they be bound to the game i throw
Its the raspy, genuine, into mine
When I'm on the field keep him on the sideline
That soft sh*t you spit, it ain't tight
I never known the hoes to bite on game light
Cuz it ain't right
To slide through in S Fish
Lauren's a dish and deals with the best b*tch
Trick I shoots this
Like Marcus Ray-Boy
I bring it to life cuz I'm a true playboy n*gga...