Play On Playa

Lyrics

[Produced by Scott Storch] [Intro] Uh, light somethin', stop frontin' [Verse 1: Nas] How much money's enough? Think maybe like a trillion figures Pray my daughter don't wild like the Hilton sisters That'd kill me, yo –filthy rich,my daughter pass it onto the next generation Throwing carnations At my tombstone, in my new home Meet Moms in my Yves Saint Laurent suit on Then we do a dance Like my man Luther jam, but my verse came first I stole change out her purse Now I wanna dig her up outta the Earth Too morbid, lean forward, toward a new paragraph Blue carats, D-class Strictly that kush in the weed bags Tryna figure out what Berry Gordy had put in production Studio's smokey now, hard like David Ruffin Hit a spliff through a seance, and uh, play on, playa [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Finest females, I spit game on, I sprayed her Gotta get your papes on, play on, playa Before it's all gone, sip Don, tip waiters Do y'all thing, ménage, swing, baby Spend dubs on your bruhs, gotta live crazy Finest females I spit game on, I sprayed her Get your papes on, play on, playa Get your papes on, play on, playa Get your papes on (Uhh) [Verse 2: Nas] Ruby Red grapefruit juice with Grey Goose Rubies in the Jesus piece, pimped out like Snoopy But a East Coast thing, my girl's stocking Tied up in a knot, top of my bean head Billion dollar dream head – went from triple beams to digitals Servin' fiends to minimal Sixty G's, no criminal – no mo', just mo' dough Mimosas pouring, Oprah's earrings On fingers while your girl performs cunnilingus 'Cause there's big money, aroma lingers Barber cleans his blade, then he give me a fade Hot towel on the face Hot models, who vomit after they eat, so they can stay lightweight Swallowin' my protein like an Ovaltine shake Come through like Moe Greene From 'Godfather', so clean – where I step, I Clorox it Keep 20 G's, on both sides of the thighs, that's four pockets 80 thou', to browse for the nicest price But we ain't into buyin' conflict ice That's the shit they stole from the Congo, and other black soil True mack fo' you Nappy hair, just spinning Honey gave me a massage with a happy ending Finest females, I just came on and sprayed her Got to get your papes on, play on, playa [Chorus: Snoop Dogg] Finest females I spit game on, I sprayed her Gotta get your papes on, play on, playa Before it's all gone, sip Don, tip waiters Do y'all thing, ménage, swing, baby Spend dubs on your bruhs, gotta live crazy Finest females I spit game on, I sprayed her Get your papes on, play on, playa [Verse 3: Snoop Dogg] It's kinda hard for a playa like you But let me show you how a nigga like me get revenue What you never do is punk out, what you better do Never let the game get ahead of you, get a better view Better yet, a better crew Praise God, I'ma marry you Get ya holy, carry you Bury you, slowly, roll me another blunt – stuff it Lick it, puff it, tuck it – fuck it That man, that game, that thing it busts In D-O-double-G we trust Yup, yup, young loc with the two steps He creepin' with two TEC's They sleepin' with two chicks Right before we blast, all you heard was two clicks (Bloaw!) End of existence, for instance Rewind, replay it, re-chop it, remix it, re-twist it "Goddamn, D-O-double-G, cuz, we missed it!" Travel slow, I'm an Indian, but not a Navajo I smoke the big leaf, end all the big beefs My hair in two braids, I'm the big chief La-da-da, be-da-ba-da… Yeah, break that down, how fresh you are? The king from Queens, Mr. Escobar Connect with the best from the West, yes-yes, you are Oh my God, it's Snoop Dogg and Nas – playa, play on