Playa Shit

Lyrics

[Intro] Don't love a ho Don't love a ho Don't love a ho Don't love a ho [Chorus] I'm on that playa shit, bag 'em call 'em fuck 'em leave 'em (Yea!) Y'all on that hata shit, suck a dick, I don't need 'em (Yea!) These bitches make me sick, see me act like I don't see 'em (Yea!) Go home and baby sit, bitch it ain't my job to feed 'em (Yea!) I'm on that playa shit, bag 'em call 'em fuck 'em leave 'em (Yea!) Y'all on that hata shit, suck a dick, I don't need 'em (Yea!) These bitches make me sick, see me act like I don't see 'em (Yea!) Go home and baby sit, bitch it ain't my job to feed 'em (Yea!) [Verse] I'm in my zone bitch! (Bitch!) Leave me alone bitch! (Nitch!) All I swing this dick don't call me when you need a loan bitch! (Bitch you crazy?) You should hear all the bullshit they try to shoot me (Uh-huh) Just cause I'm in the hotel lobby don't mean I'm a groupie Look shorty I could care less (less) And you could always go home these other females in the hallways will bone Be the same one that's always alone While her friend gettin' dunn dirty Down in room 130 Nut on her son's Jersey, I'm done miss In the the flick of one wrist, then they go back home to they boyfriends and tongue kiss I neva had a wifey (No) But that don't mean I'm lookin' (Yea) I woulda been left my OG but I need her cookin' Cause I been stuck on the road Everyday KFC, as soon as I'm done, she on her knees A.S.A.P I'll probably never change (No) Bank$ is a gigolo (No) Save the fussin' for Justin, you can cry a river ho! (Ho) [Lloyd Banks Talking] Come on, you can't expect me to be a nice guy, all the time You know grandmother always used to tell me when I was younger "Baby, the only thing open after 3 o'clock Is legs and fast food" [Chorus] I'm on that playa shit, bag 'em call 'em fuck 'em leave 'em (Yea!) Y'all on that hata shit, suck a dick, I don't need 'em (Yea!) These bitches make me sick, see me act like I don't see 'em (Yea!) Go home and baby sit, bitch it ain't my job to feed 'em (Yea!) I'm on that playa shit, bag 'em call 'em fuck 'em leave 'em (Yea!) Y'all on that hata shit, suck a dick, I don't need 'em (Yea!) These bitches make me sick, see me act like I don't see 'em (Yea!) Go home and baby sit, bitch it ain't my job to feed 'em (Geah!) [Outro] Ha Stank ass hoes You know who you are, man I know what you're sayin' "Why the fuck he gotta always be so rude on a record" Haha If y'all give me the ammunition to do this shit, I wouldn't have it Bitch!