Playa Playa

You got yourself a man from the Westside
(Westside, Westside, west)
(Westside, Westside, yeah)
Daddy taught me how to love a lady right
(Like this)
(Like a player from the Westside)
(Westside, yeah, yeah)
Tell me all about your problems, I got all night
(It's 5 AM, but I got time)
(So hit my line)
She the type of girl you gotta make a wife, wife
She got all the things that a playa ever need
Talking 'bout a Westside kinda wife

I'm everything your baby daddy wanna be
A hard working man with some cash in the back
Girl, I'll kiss you right back
Hold up, what's that?
Oh you say you gotta man? Well let me fix that
I'm a westside king tryna find a queen
It's you, lucky you
Time to pull a playa luck
What's your name? Who you with?
Does he know how to love?
If not not, come my way
We can go back to my place
Better yet, meet my momma, she a G
I'll take you to a cookout, you're the only meal I want
Wish I had the chance to tell my grandma that I found the one
She a pretty Lil Texan who got eyes made of gold
She the type that I'll listen if she ever tell me no
Body from the West with a Southside accent
You kiss your momma with that mouth? Girl you messin'
A playa' been praying for a blessing
Never thought it'd be coming straight from Texas

It's time for me to take it slow
Baby, what you really wanna know?
Hell, you wanna go through my phone?
Let me just give you the code
Name me man who will let you do that
Who'll play with your hair and rub on your back
Girl, I'm a special type of breed

You got yourself a man from the Westside
(Westside, Westside, west)
(Westside, Westside, yeah)
Daddy taught me how to love a lady right
(Like this)
(Like a player from the Westside)
(Westside, yeah, yeah)
Tell me all about your problems, I got all night
(It's 5 AM, but I got time)
(So hit my line)
She the type of girl you gotta make a wife, wife
She got all the things that a playa ever need
Talking 'bout a Westside kinda wife

Yeah, aye
Can you be right here
With me
With me
I just wanna feel your hand on my face
Your lips on my lips
My face to your face
I just wanna see the sun reflect off your eyes
You put me in a trance
Cuz I need you
Got a westside brother feelin' so humble

You got yourself a man from the Westside
(Westside, Westside, west)
(Westside, Westside, yeah)
Daddy taught me how to love a lady right
(Like this)
(Like a player from the Westside)
(Westside, yeah, yeah)
Tell me all about your problems, I got all night
(It's 5 AM, but I got time)
(So hit my line)
She the type of girl you gotta make a wife, wife
She got all the things that a playa ever need
Talking 'bout a Westside kinda wife



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Writer(s): Ryan Carter
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