Ain’t No Playa (Playaz Sh*t)

Rappin’ 4-Tay & Lil Fly & Passion - Rap, West Coast Rap
Ain’t No Playa (Playaz Sh*t)
0 Plays
Duration: 5:02
Lyrics
[Verse 1: Rappin' 4-Tay] Biggest gold herringbone you ever saw Groupies count the gold spokes on them Z's — see my car? That California playa life ain't ever been nathan phony Diamonds laced in Lexuses but this is for ballers only Lamborghinis, 500s with plush kits No matter what you drive as long as it's on hit Hugo Boss, Armani, ring that up I went from 501s to Guess, now I'm strictly French cut Why they let me through the door knowing damn well I flow? Pass me the Henny Rock, mayne, you can keep the cappuccino Crunchin' on pistachios, the players caught the munchies Could never be like you suckers, ain't never let a woman run me Young OCO got the back door sucka free Rappin' 4-Tay representin' players, bro So if you're hatin' and debatin' when you hear this Don't blame it on us bona fide players, mayne, 'cause this some playa shit [Chorus: Passion | Lil' Fly] Ain't no playa like the one I got Another hit from the Bay, it just don't stop It's some playa shit, but don't even trip Ladies, do your thang, playas, get your grip Ain't no playa like the one I got Another hit from the Bay, it just don't stop It's some playa shit, but don't even trip Hatin' season's on, stick to the script [Verse 2: Rappin' 4-Tay] Glamour girls and divas only, yeah, we can freak it Dooney & Bourke, late night, Victoria's Secret And let Calgon take you away Probably had a long day, let's take a cruise around the Bay Women think all men are dogs, I know what you mean You can call me what you want but I'll treat my woman like a queen King size mattresses equipped with massage oil 'Cause baby likes that floatation feeling when we be doin' it Breakfast in bed, proper broccoli to the head Where's the postman? A player's expectin' some more bread Robert Mondavi blended with the ripest grapes Candlelight bubble bath — do you mind if I take you Where the birds and the bees go? Holla at a playa, though Gimme a little a sugar while the chorus of the song flows Yeah, baby, you know we gotta stick to the script And keep it on the smooth tip [Chorus: Passion | Lil' Fly] Ain't no playa like the one I got Another hit from the Bay, it just don't stop It's some playa shit, but don't even trip Ladies, do your thang, playas, get your grip Ain't no playa like the one I got Another hit from the Bay, it just don't stop It's some playa shit, but don't even trip Hatin' season's on, stick to the script [Verse 3: Rappin' 4-Tay] Dominoes, poker, dice game upstairs Put your money where your mouth is — trick, you must be scared Haters don't ever win, and players don't ever lose Ain't that little mama who you came with creepin' in that room? Women get peeled and suckers go out like Captain Save 'Em, they be moanin' and groanin' but they be actin' Fools be hot, Fly be tellin' 'em but ain't no stoppin' 'em My boy Franky J, he gets legal like Johnnie Cochran NARCs still sweat — when I make bet, they got the check endorsed For way more than you made last year on the force I had to come back through but this time sharper than some steel Writin' shit like Sidney Sheldon, keepin' it on the real It's a players affair, haters rejected at the entrance, members only 'Cause suckers disguise but it really makes no difference what you do 'Cause you can't stop a soldier, punk, I told ya, we're taking over All us players and playettes, it's the 4-ster [Chorus: Passion | Lil' Fly] Ain't no playa like the one I got Another hit from the Bay, it just don't stop It's some playa shit, but don't even trip Ladies, do your thang, playas, get your grip Ain't no playa like the one I got Another hit from the Bay, it just don't stop It's some playa shit, but don't even trip Hatin' season's on, stick to the script [Outro: Rappin' 4-Tay | Lil' Fly] G-Man Stan, and that's a real player E-40 ain't ever been a hater 2Pac will always be a player My boy Treach could never be a hater Ice Cube ain't ever been no hater Heavy D gon' always be a player Ice-T, now that's a real player My boy Coolio could never be a hater $hort Dog, now that's a real player Spice-1 ain't ever been a hater So So Def will always be some players The 40 Thevz can never be no haters My girl Passion, and that's a real player Adina Howard ain't ever been a hater OJ Simpson, and that's a real player (Yeah) Bill Bellamy'll never be a hater Mike Tyson, you know he's a player The 49ers, now them some real players Jason Kidd'll always be a player Gary Payton can never be a hater Ed Lover, now he's a real player And Fat Dre, you know he's a player Suge Knight'll always be a player DJ Quik can never be a hater Master P, now that's a real player Richie Rich ain't ever been a hater Herm Lew', now that's a real player My brother
Rate this song
0/5.0 - 0 Ratings
Loading comments...
Credits
- Writers
- Rappin’ 4-Tay
- G-Man Stan
- Shannon Lacy