those hips, got a little hold on me, 4 play, everyday, sexy, shady, Keep in on the down low, 'Cos you like it my way, all day 4 play, everyday, sexy
on packin' Slackin' gonna get me hemmed up, posted up in the store With the blow, don't show no flow As long as though, see hit the gas flow Gotta play
to But man niggaz out here are playing fair So before the odds are even I'm leaving them laying there And I ain't even playing believe what I'm saying
ballers at? Shotcaller (caller), driving chickens crazy. Where the shotcaller's at? You a hater (hater), why you trying to play me? Where the ballers at? Fake player
yo' hands in the air with the craziest one of my alias no mistaken this trick don't play with this I'm the Original Shadiest Stayed in this played in
as you're checking quotas We the coldest, so go and tell the rollers (biotch!) [Gangsta] (verse four) {2:30 Who dat? next out the game, in blue kahks
I crawl up out the Rove' I got quarters and O's Forty-fours under my clothes - I'm drunk and blow And I done told them boys if they play I dump their
Diked Out" And she ain't like too much of stick, but got tha right mouth So I took it anyway But aye I'm a playa, don't need ya (ughh) anyway OK, let
of big gats, deep dish hammer rim caps Have a mishap, push ya wig back Where you go to get the fresh trim at Four on the jake got the Timb rack Blue
it Make moves major, hide out in Asia If your girl keep comin around them I'm a blaze her I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators NOT GUILTY, and I
whuteva like a four long blaze, and I’m hotter then hoes that work at the Days Inn People tryin’ to make fuck to make niggas bop, I make fuck they play
that I keep a blue flag hanging out my backside But only on the left side, yeah that's the Crip side Ain't no other way to play the game the way I play
love it Make moves major, hide out in Asia If your girl keep coming around them I'm a blaze her I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators Not guilty
house from night Till the sun's up 'Cause it really ain't how much you say It's what you say I got no fuckin' time on the mic to play I write rhymes
