Released on January 25, 2005

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[Hook]

Toys, toys

For girls and boys

Toys, toys

For girls and boys


[Verse 1]

When I step in the room

They put they coat on

So much ice on, they say:

"Hold on"

But I can't hold on, you can't stop me

I'm rapping, but I'd rather be shopping

Rather be copping something to play with

Be Mac Dre wit

Wiggle through the Bay wit

From the AM to the PM

I'm sliding in the Benz or the BM

BMW I'm lovin' you baby

We doin' 80 on the 880

Blocka, Blocka! You hear the noise

It's me and my boys playin' wit our toys

We glockin' Heckler and Koch'n

Dumpin' on fools when the boys ain't watchin'

Lose my composure, my poise?

I start squeezing on one of my toys


[Hook: (Mac Dre)]

Toys, toys (You hear the noise)

For girls and boys (Playing with our toys)

(Me and my boys, playin' with our toys)

Toys, toys

For girls and boys


[Verse 2]

Money burns a hole in me pocket

Everything I see, and want, I got to cop it

Flip it, whip it, swang it, dip it

Whip's new or old as Mr. Lipid

Candy paint job lookin' syrupy

Canvas top on my Cougar Mercury

In me Nut me like to swing eights

Two more whips is European V8's

I buys T-O-Y's

4.6s, 745s

Excursions, Navigators

Put slump in 'em and wake up the neighbors

Shake up the neighbors every time they see me

I make toys appear like a genie

Any time I see the boys

I dose, get ghost in one of my toys


[Hook]