Playa

(You crushin' up the ice?)

Turn me up a little bit man
Know I gotta spit the game for ya

(Wah ya say Breadrin?)

Uh, uh, Breadrin he done made the beat, uh
She ain't worried about my hoes she keep it P, uh
I been havin' these bad hoes before the money, this ain't new to me, uh
Give her love and diamonds but my manhood, she can't get it P

(Psh)
(Psh)

It's too crowded in this bitch, uh, meet me at the playa spot
You too pretty to be working that cashier baby, come and sell that pussy for me
Model bitch from across the room, she staring at me, she keep choosin' on me
And she said I broke her heart, uh, I'm walkin' round wit blues all on me

I can't spoil her if she ain't mine, I don't be trickin' on women
Bad bitch from Toronto and she fine, I wanna give her some inches
Told her I gotta go cause I'm on time, I gotta get to the digits

Best thing she done said up out her mouth is, you got the wrong bitch
Fuck that, yeah you right lil' baby, so I got another hoe
Fucked my ex bitch one last time and then I had to let her go
Met her when I was ballin', wish I would've met her when I was broke

New bitch came thru ate it up sloppy, I forgot bout my old hoe
Feel like I'm Austin cause I got the power, they ain't stealin' my mojo
Baby girl you know I'm standin' on business, we can meet at my office
Girl keep it real and I hope you don't change cause you got a bum like you homeless

You know I'm a tsunami boy, I just be hookin' the bait
I'm in the studio cookin' up vibes and she just brought me a plate
If she done opened her mouth she done lied, I already peeped game
Lil' mama calling my phone while she cryin'

Uh, uh, Breadrin he done made the beat, uh
She ain't worried about my hoes she keep it P, uh
I been havin' these bad hoes before the money, this ain't new to me, uh
Give her love and diamonds but my manhood, she can't get it P

(Psh)
(Psh)

It's too crowded in this bitch, uh, meet me at the playa spot
You too pretty to be working that cashier baby, come and sell that pussy for me
Model bitch from across the room, she staring at me, she keep choosin' on me
And she said I broke her heart, uh, I'm walkin' round wit blues all on me



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Writer(s): Jacob Henry
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