The Question Lyrics - The Playboy Diaries Vol. 1 - Lloyd

I got ten of the finest hoes in the world working for me 

I'm getting a hundred dollars a day from each ho 

I've been having a good time 

Won't they just leave me alone? Would they? 

I've had enough out of you 

I couldn't take more shit from you Goldie 

The party's over baby, let's go home 

It's reality 

I don't see this, do me a favor 

And take old Judas goat over there 

And I want you to just get the fuck out of my face, okay? 

Uhhhhhhhhhh 

Yea 

Aaahhhhhhhh 

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Enemies, the monster trucks 

Pimps seeing by being a drug 

Promethazine and paper cuts 

Jewelry obvious gets 

And I don't give a fuck 

Only like them ghetto sluts 

Tattoos, the letter that 

Double D's and big old buts 

Girl, I can make it rain, hurricane Katrina 

Looking for the baddest things, tell me have you seen er? 

Ridin a cut in these lanes, hammer girl and Keyshia 

Try me all you want, there ain't no maxing out this Visa 

I know! Baby say that I'm conceded 

But I just feel like Michael Jack cuz I go to war and I beat it 

Premium Benz, it ain't about our 3 day all tuxedos 

Well there's only room for me and you 

Imagine things that we can do girl 

So faded now, I'm gone 

Don't even know the name of the girl I'm on 

I wonder what am I doing here? 

Photos 

So turned, so turned up 

Girl up in your centerfold 

And the only thing that I want know 

Is what am I doing here? 

So high up