Playa Shit

Album cover art for "Playa Shit" by Mistah F.A.B. & Suga Free & Too $hort

Mistah F.A.B. & Suga Free & Too $hort - Rap

Playa Shit

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Duration: 2:50

Lyrics

[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa shit Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss Hey, ho, what you tryna do? If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move? I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose [Verse 1: Suga Free] Bitch, go fly a kite And her mama and daddy was the perfect example of how two wrongs don't make a right James Brown smoked sherm, Ronald MacDonald had a perm Feathered up like parakeet [?] bumping Funky Worm F.A.B., you ever been in a car with two bitches? And they rolled up the windows and one of them farted and looked back at you like you did it? Tell me this, which girl is worse? The ho that [?] Or hitting [?] doggy style [?] nose first Bruce Bruce know it, he was one of the first motherfuckers bust a nut too quick [?] excuse But I'm the fool though All that money and time you spent in school, got a job, ain't got nothing to do with what you went to school for This ain't your block Your daddy always come outside with that thing on his neck, cuss a nigga out in robot Nigga, this my dope spot [?] Bitch used to suck my dick at the [?] keep them [?] [Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa shit Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss Hey, ho, what you tryna do? If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move? I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose [Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.] Now, now Now let me speak to you Break down the procedure, ho, let me tell you something that you need to know See I was raised over there on [?] right by the gas station across the street from the [?] Next to the dope fiends that used to sit in front of the store sippin' thunderbird Well he'll argue with you for a whole hour, talking 'bout how he don't use dope, how he only a wino And when he get drunk, he start singing high notes It's your story, tell it to whoever, only god can judge you Public opinion is worse than having a public defender after you fired five lawyers See we could trade war stories, just like Tom Sawyer 'Cause I done been through so much shit, I feel like I'm a Vietnam warrior Them boys [?] grew up in the ghetto, it was sad Play with your kids at Toys R Us, I been fucking with [?] Raised by the macks and the pimps thatput capes on apes Coats on goats, wigs on pigs, here's a shovel, you dig? Paul Revere of the ghetto, I got a story to tell Fly as a mannequin, fresh manicure, no dirt under my nails [Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa shit Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss Hey, ho, what you tryna do? If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move? I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose [Verse 3: Too $hort] Imma get in her ear, and Imma say it right I turned my first bitch out back in '85 I had a few hoes in 1995 And I was still pimpin' hard back in '05 In 2015, I had some hoes, right Hell yeah, I've been pimpin my whole life And right now, if you ask me what I wanna get I'ma say I want a 2020 bitch I'm always in control, never too emotional Every time I ever broke a ho I just throw a peace sign and say really though Nigga, don't get mad, I ain't steal your ho She looked in my eyes, that was it I don't really think you ever had the bitch Now we somewhere, we getting hella rich But don't ask me shit, you better ask the bitch [Chorus: Mista F.A.B.] I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa shit Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss Hey, ho, what you tryna do? If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move? I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose

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Credits

Writers
  • Mistah F.A.B.
  • Suga Free
  • Too $hort