Playa (feat. V.T.) - E-40

I can take you places you ain't never been You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant I can turn you to an American citizen Courtside Staples watching Lakers Big mansion, no neighbours Bitch go back to watching basic cable If she thinking she can play a player Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon') Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never) Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon) That bitch she think that she gon' play a player See one thing you can't do is you can't play a player I done did everything that you did, and I've been everywhere She riding on Toyota, have you ever been on a Lear? A California foreign baby, something you can barely steer Wait hold up, that's something you can't afford You say you want that for real, well I can lease that Porsche of course Take her to the mall, shutdown your favorite store Have her walking out with bags, she don't wanna shop no more Damn, Dolce Gabbana's, Alexander McQueen, she want red bottoms This bitch she say she want her hair just like Rihanna's And she know daddy money longer then Rapunzel My diamond stones cause she say she want a stoner The way I kick it shawty thought I was a punter Try to play me like I'm crazy, make me think that she famous But I got one question baby, how the fuck you thinking that you gon' play a player? I can take you places you ain't never been You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant I can turn you to an American citizen Courtside Staples watching Lakers Big mansion, no neighbours Bitch go back to watching basic cable If she thinking she can play a player Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon') Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never) Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon') That bitch she think that she gon' play a player No she can not play me like a Playstation Pull up and I drop her off Atlantic Station You know I don't want nothing but some penetration So hit me later, tell me what's the situation You know It's nothing She said she never been to Atlanta now she coming Flying from a foreign country, trying to get into something Really she don't know nothing, can't play a player Baby girl I want you on the northside, welcome to my world Then why the hell she so mad then She ain't got nothing but a little back end She hop in the front of the Bentley coupe And she give me brain that's frontin' Her phone ring, she hop out my Bentley like her grandmama was calling I ain't seen her since then, and she still keep calling Can't play a player They say she got a man, keep her shopping out on Rodeo Imma let him do it, I ain't gonna spoil her, I'm a player No not gon' sell no dream, this ain't no fairy tale They say that you cuffing her, nigga you working for 12 I can take you places you ain't never been You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant I can turn you to an American citizen Courtside Staples watching Lakers Big mansion, no neighbours Bitch go back to watching basic cable If she thinking she can play a player Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon') Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never) Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon) That bitch she think that she gon' play a player I'm a player, bitches calling me Bill Bellamy She want my formula, can't give away my recipe Italy, Hawaii, Beverly, it don't even matter to me I'm on the road every day, somebody come call for me The rings, the chains, the bezels, you ain't even on my level Gotta fit you in my busy schedule I can help you get your life together, I'm flyer than a feather In any weather, I'm a player We can swap these bitches out nigga and trade them I've never been the cuffing type, I'm no lifesaver I put a hole in your nigga, he like a bagel I'm on the molly calling Scotty like I'm Fabo You not a J-Lo, you a OK ho Shut the fuck up before I beat it on my table Number one rule of the Playbook Never cuff a bitch that one of your partners done hit I can take you places you ain't never been You ain't never been on that Island fucking with Gilligan Lil mama foreign, she an immigrant I can turn you to an American citizen Courtside Staples watching Lakers Big mansion, no neighbours Bitch go back to watching basic cable If she thinking she can play a player Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon') Playa playa, playa playa (nah, never) Playa playa, playa playa (thinkin' she gon) That bitch she think that she gon' play a player

We're the playas number one We're the playas number one We're the playas number one We're the playas number one We're the playas number one We're the playas number one Steal you with my two shot Control you with my drop Blaze you with my handle and Bless you with my pop Play you like a pro And take over the show Stick you and defeat you Rob you of your glow Rob you of your glow Bring the drama playa Give me all you got Make your move Shoot your best shot I see right through your riddle Bring the drama playa Slip right past the block Set you up for two Shoot your best shot Shoot your best shot We're the playas number one We're the playas number one We're the playas number one Playa tryin' play me We dyin' to set it oh MarloN, Slick and Weasel Can hardly wait to ball My groove is tight Drummers drummin' right Dirts our secret weapon Each and everynight Each and everynight We come here to rip strip To make you of your clout Later for all y'all haters We gon' turn this motha' out If you came to ball If you came in all We don't plan to stop Till you bounce off the wall Till you bouncin' off the wall Bring the drama playa Give me all you got Make your move Shoot your best shot I see right through your riddle Bring the drama playa Slip right past the block Set you up for two Shoot your best shot Shoot your best shot We're the playas number one We're the playas number one We're the playas number one Playa playa Playa playa Playa playa Playa playa playa playa playa Playa playa Playa playa Playa playa Playa playa playa playa playa Playa playa Playa playa Playa playa playa playa playa

All up n ya ear, rockin' like bamboo (bamboo) Rockin' like, rockin' like bamboo All up in ya ear, rockin' like bamboo (bamboo) Rockin' like, rockin' like bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Yea, bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Uh, the beat is excruciating Your libel to find me up in an old school, Zeniths and Daytons Scooting and skating, beating and quaking, waking up the ave With a yellow bone the same complexion as a cab Money on my agenda ever since I came out the placenta, blowing and puffing on this indicia I'm a movie, I'm a cinema, motion picture gold figure 7 figure nigaa Just because I rap, don't think I won't squeeze the trigga' Not a barber but I pack an extra clippa' Put you in your place Send a couple of crash dummies, open up your face I'm addicted to this fast money rushing like a race Fuckin' around with the baking soda not the toothpaste I'm a do it till it's doomsday, till the day I'm sentenced In the meantime in between time, speak your money into existence Speak your money into existence, talking it up Man you gone live a long time, that's what's up Yea, all up in ya ear, rockin' like bamboo Rockin' like, rockin' like, bamboo All up in ya ear, rockin' like bamboo Rockin' like, rockin' like, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo Yea, bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo Uh, first off, we the opposite of soft We let it get twisted like fingers crossed We stay smoking like bad exhaust Broccolini, Zucchini, aviation, vegetation Broken English, distinguish E40's translation Protection my weapon of choice, magical Walther ppq m2, tactical I like guns with bolt action Like Mossberg So intruders, they'll get what they deserve Everybody in my platoon in a tycoon for sure Trips to Jamaica, vacation buy up the top floor I got ears, I be spitting [?] bitch Wordsmith got a cold sales pitch I can sell paper to a tree, water to the sea, snow to Tahoe, chips to Bellagio Fuckin' Halle Berry's on my bucket list I'll stick my tongue in her pussy lips All up in ya ear, rockin' like bamboo Rockin' like, rockin' like bamboo All up in ya ear, rockin' like bamboo Rockin' like, rockin' like bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo Yea, bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo Bam, bam, bamboo (bamboo) Bam, bam, bamboo Yea, wakin' 'em up, wakin' 'em up Wakin' 'em up, wakin' 'em up Wakin' 'em up, wakin' 'em up All up in their ear like, bamboo Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bamboo (bamboo) Bitch Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea Yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea

Freak nasty super bad, earring in her tongue Smell good, Prada bag, angel perfume cologne I'm tryin' to have me that lipstick by Mac Make like a car accident, hit her from the back My fetti might be salty but my game ain't damp See I be hood [unverified] But the only cheese I ever had was from the goods And man that was divided among [unverified] brothers and sisters Raised without a dad Basically we was supposed to be have to make good But what we hadn't [unverified] get the gat from one of my [unverified] On the tough, Uncle Bruce [unverified] Hustle in my veins and lungs, sucker pump Chicken heads squash through my hood with good intentions But always end up sparkin' antennas on bus benches Watchu know, whatchu say, what's the sco'? Is it a go? Then you with me after the show You smell? We hit the hotel, and knock boots Taught me some thangs, like who? Like Dr. Ruth Hey, hoe (Hey, hoe) All up in the kitchen on the flo', feel the mantra Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good (Do what you know good) Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good (Do what you know good) Uhh, rappers sport my style like they sport clothes Then have the nerve to say they made it up, now that's some hoes That ain't no stickin' to the rules and regulation ship That ain't no man if he can't admit he grew up on The Click On the east they got hot dogs and pretzel stands On the west they got tacos and burrito vans In the south, it's [unverified] and biscuit What about the Midwest? The Midwest, dey just love to kick it Top shelf, ghetto tycoon the area sponsor Can't be seen like Bigfoot and the Loch Ness Monster Dialin' for dollars paper route and money counters Scrilla scratchin', paper chasin', poppin' collars Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good (Do what you know good) Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good (Do what you know good) Do what I know good I kick it in the hood real good Smoke real fat big blunts Sticky-ickies to the lil' krunks Thirty-one double-eight-seven, that's nine-eleven Act like you're livin' I ain't no captain at the bar, signin' autographs on napkins Ball 'til we have it all, bartender talkin' about "Last call for alcohol" I'm 'bout to get to mashin' on that [unverified] If we don't get no mo' [unverified] throw glasses at that Moesha fag And I'm walkin' up out the do', step stuck and stutterin' Didn't even screw up and hit the floor If I woulda fell, it woulda been embarrassing Full of that there liquor, walked into a closet But I'm a king size nigga, baby, pull my coattail and just Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good (Do what you know good) Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good Do what you do good 'Cuz you know what you know good (Do what you know good)

Girl you know you Girl you know you Baddest in the building ain't fucking with you Girl you know you Girl you know you Baddest in the building ain't fucking with you Girl you know you Baddest in the building ain't fucking with you Baddest in the building ain't fucking with you Uh, you the baddest in the building You look like you should have my children Pretty face, small waist (small waist) Big tits, dumb cakes (dumb cakes) Where the fuck yo nigga at I don't see him nowhere around this bitch That nigga clown he broke I'm rich I'm having my money I'm having my bread I'm having my paper I'm having my chips He stay at at the motel six I stay at the Ritz My dick got replay value His needs some help He getting bad reviews-yelp She staring at a nigga I ain't talking steps Tell a nigga get to stepping you found someone else I'm hella high right now, whiskey, twisted, and I'm lit Give it to me, throw it at me, I don't need a catcher's mitt Whachu got? You got yams (yams) You follow me on Instagram? I tell you what Meet me where it's at, all black Twenty-one plus I be winning Blackjack Hold the fuck up No I ain't stuck up I just like my guys like my shoes Ya know, loafed up Going with that bro stuff I be on the go-go Do some tricks with a nigga Leave him hanging like a yo-yo I ride the ride too I wasn't built for a photo I be off that Earl Stevens, I be leaning like a photo Hold on (40 water) I just got a call from her man Little rascal, alfalfa Got a frog in his pants I'm like ribbit I don't fly spirit No I ain't no dolce(?) but I hustle like I'm dancing One door is tinted, roll it down, see a glint snow(?) Money make me cum Hundred thousand in my penny jar I ain't got it in me They ain't fucking with me Get rich or die trying That ain't really fucking fit me Baddest in the building Baddest in the building Ain't fucking with you Ain't fucking with you Baddest in the building Baddest in the building Ain't fucking with you

Party goin up like a airplane ... Cause im wasted yee bitch (4)