Pardon My Playa
Ay
Ay pardon my playa
This is Slick Talk with Playa 101
Ay pardon my playa
You can't slick talk the slick talker
Said he's playa, P for short
Like when Backdooring used to be a sport
Lil bro on lockdown
Said he made a knife from out a fork
I tell Lil Mimi date a dork
Cause these street niggas done hit the torque
And everybody P
Saint Laurent P
And I like Amiri P
Trackhawk not no Cherokee
Maybach when I black the seats
She say I need therapy
Say she ain't sharing me
The day I just got one bitch I gotta be there to see
P I M P, verified on the net and the streets
Blue check with the blue strips
And a blue check on IG
Met this bitch with the next bitch
And I popped a perc to sleep
Told her don't but on my seats
Gotta go but pardon my p (Playa)
Intuition tellin' me don't unblock this bitch
But I can't help it
Long time since I got that neck
Been too long since I got that pussy
Topped off in the car won't wreck
Bitch yeen fuckin round with no rookie
Ain't past the blunt like pardon my playa
Smoking fourty one not cookies
We was doing biscotti the worse way
She wear a birthday suit on my birthday
All in my dm's she thirsty
But ima link that bitch on a Thursday
Excuse me pardon my playa lil baby
Ion know if you heard me
I'm sorry I can't save you baby
Better off outside working
Trap phone chirping
And my bitch got a bitch so it's perfect
And I know I'm just scratching the surface
And she give head the best off the perkys
I love when she ask me for one
She don't know if she touching the dick or the gun
In a black Maybach and it's on Asant's
She ain't ask for no paper once
She love my song ask what's her favorite one
Barely outside, baby one
BD around but I'm still fuckin'
I leave before he come
Got a switch need fifty in a drum
Ima boss, can't kick with a crumb
And just stick to the script and the money
I'm fasho will get me and you some
Used to tell me meet me at the One
That's his car ohh, beep beep that's the one
Ouu this bitch she a freak drinkin' cum
Leave from me and go sleep with her son
Know the Carti' rose gold like the sun
Baby daddy got the cheaper one
In her house I can't sleep for one
Malcolm X, the window with my gun
It's Fourskii baby
She say hold me baby
This shit ain't gold plated
Bit off Gsix I'm faded
Lil bro say On King David
Ion remember the hoes I dated
Yea yeaa pardon my playa
Ion know how many times I gotta say it
Ay pardon my playa
This is Slick Talk with Playa 101
Ay pardon my playa
You can't slick talk the slick talker
Said he's playa, P for short
Like when Backdooring used to be a sport
Lil bro on lockdown
Said he made a knife from out a fork
I tell Lil Mimi date a dork
Cause these street niggas done hit the torque
And everybody P
Saint Laurent P
And I like Amiri P
Trackhawk not no Cherokee
Maybach when I black the seats
She say I need therapy
Say she ain't sharing me
The day I just got one bitch I gotta be there to see
P I M P, verified on the net and the streets
Blue check with the blue strips
And a blue check on IG
Met this bitch with the next bitch
And I popped a perc to sleep
Told her don't but on my seats
Gotta go but pardon my p (Playa)
Intuition tellin' me don't unblock this bitch
But I can't help it
Long time since I got that neck
Been too long since I got that pussy
Topped off in the car won't wreck
Bitch yeen fuckin round with no rookie
Ain't past the blunt like pardon my playa
Smoking fourty one not cookies
We was doing biscotti the worse way
She wear a birthday suit on my birthday
All in my dm's she thirsty
But ima link that bitch on a Thursday
Excuse me pardon my playa lil baby
Ion know if you heard me
I'm sorry I can't save you baby
Better off outside working
Trap phone chirping
And my bitch got a bitch so it's perfect
And I know I'm just scratching the surface
And she give head the best off the perkys
I love when she ask me for one
She don't know if she touching the dick or the gun
In a black Maybach and it's on Asant's
She ain't ask for no paper once
She love my song ask what's her favorite one
Barely outside, baby one
BD around but I'm still fuckin'
I leave before he come
Got a switch need fifty in a drum
Ima boss, can't kick with a crumb
And just stick to the script and the money
I'm fasho will get me and you some
Used to tell me meet me at the One
That's his car ohh, beep beep that's the one
Ouu this bitch she a freak drinkin' cum
Leave from me and go sleep with her son
Know the Carti' rose gold like the sun
Baby daddy got the cheaper one
In her house I can't sleep for one
Malcolm X, the window with my gun
It's Fourskii baby
She say hold me baby
This shit ain't gold plated
Bit off Gsix I'm faded
Lil bro say On King David
Ion remember the hoes I dated
Yea yeaa pardon my playa
Ion know how many times I gotta say it
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