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Migos - Too Playa ft. 2 Chainz (Audio)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
2 Chainz
2 Chainz
Vocals
Quavo
Quavo
Vocals
Lee Buddle
Lee Buddle
Saxophone
Offset
Offset
Vocals
Takeoff
Takeoff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Lee Buddle
Lee Buddle
Songwriter
Quavious Marshall
Quavious Marshall
Songwriter
Kiari Cephus
Kiari Cephus
Songwriter
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Kirsnick Khari Ball
Songwriter
Daryl McPherson
Daryl McPherson
Songwriter
Tauheed Epps
Tauheed Epps
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Quavo
Quavo
Mixing Engineer
DJ Durel
DJ Durel
Producer
Sean Phelan
Sean Phelan
Engineer
Ethan Stevens
Ethan Stevens
Engineer
Lee Buddle
Lee Buddle
Engineer
MIKE DEAN
MIKE DEAN
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Yeah, DJ Durel
The way we put this shit together, you know what I mean? (Yeah)
Huncho and Durel made the beat, you know what I mean? (Oh, yeah)
I got this man on the saxophone (Yeah)
You know what I mean, he blowin' them keys
You know we keep keys, the right way, you dig?
The way we put this Culture shit together
It's like a new wave, generation way (Yeah)
Yeah, feel like 3K, Andre, with my way, Huncho, woo
[Verse 2]
She fuck with the gang, she fuck with the team (Gang, yeah, yeah, yeah)
She like to do Percocets, then I put her on lean (Yeah, yeah)
She got the little perky breasts, I put a little ice on the flex (Perky, yeah)
She got a little turkey neck, neck, neck, neck, neck, yeah (Yeah)
Don't look at that skeleton too long, might drown (Swim, swim)
My **** got felonies, let him out right now (Woo, ayy)
I'm in Miami like I'm Zoe Pound (Yayo)
Call up Zoey Dolla, jet ski, water clowns
Wrist spendin' Taz, finna spaz, finna spaz
**** spendin' fast, 150 cash, 50 cash (Spendin', spendin')
Yeah, large, y'all **** talk too hard (Yeah, talk, talk)
We pull your card, pull up and chop down yards (Woo, chop)
Fish bowl same size as fish tank, yeah (Yeah)
Big bank same size as his bank, yeah (Yeah)
My bitch way badder than his bitch, yeah (Fo' sho)
We too playa, we too, we too playa (Yeah, playa)
[Verse 3]
Yeah, we too playa, we too, we too playa (Woo, clean)
Yeah, we too playa, yeah, we too playa (Woo, playa)
Woo, we too playa, we too, we too playa
Ayy, we too playa, yeah, we too playa
[Verse 4]
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah (Yeah)
All this water damn, I could sell it to a whale, yeah (Yeah)
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah (We too playa)
We too playa, yeah, we too playa (Yeah, 2 Chainz)
[Verse 5]
Playaz Circle, that my first squad, but you already knew that (You knew it)
**** claim he got a million dollars, but I already blew that (Blew it)
Donatella on the bootstrap, whole crew got a T.R.U. tat (Versace, yeah)
Whole crew got a T.R.U. chain, Maybach, not a Mulsanne (Yeah)
Hundred thousand in the Blue Flame, cross a **** like a spiritual (Cross)
Before rap, I was in the trap, and my record was criminal (Uh)
Baby girl got that water park, when she get up, she left a water mark
Black Patek Philippe, motherfuckers like Armor-All (Uh)
Okay, now all in all, got it from wall to wall (All in all, wall, wall)
Took it from mall to mall, dropped it from stall to stall (Mall to mall, shittin')
Shittin' on **** subliminally, all of my shoes are from Italy (Uh, ill)
Hard-top coupes, no Kennedy, she'll pay cash, no penalty
[Verse 6]
Marble all my floors, blue strip all my rolls (Yeah, alright)
If the money fold, that mean the dope ain't sold (Woo, sold)
I like it straight, that mean ain't gotta debate (Woo, uh, uh)
Ice on stakes, pull up with a serious face (Uh, skate)
The way these hoes like to film a ****, Larenz Tate (Quavo Larenz)
I won't even, even let you film a **** without seein' tape (Can't go up)
Yeah, that's my brother work, but I gotta play harder (Playa, harder)
Tryna be like the Carters, gotta be like the Carters
[Verse 7]
Said I got a big bank same size as his bank, yeah (Yeah)
My bitch way badder than his bitch, yeah (Fo' sho)
Post on the shore like the seashell, yeah (Yeah)
We too playa, yeah, we too playa (Playa)
[Verse 8]
I am a player, and no, I ain't playin' fair (Player, no)
They swear they shakin' like some dreads (Shakin')
Oh, that mean we got 'em scared (Scared)
Look up at your man's head (Look)
Tell me what color that dot is (What?)
Dot on his head is red (Red)
Get popped for some shit that your brother did (Brrrt)
I love my mama, never changin' on her
So I gotta let his mama live (Mama)
I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner
Make him vanish, David Copperfield (Copperfield)
Came in the game and was independent
We was screamin' out that we ain't got a deal (Fuck a deal)
Said I ain't playin', this the face I make
When I call my plug and he ain't got a seal
5-4-3-2-1, my name is Takeoff, I'm outta here (Gone)
Open the door and then got in there (Got in there)
Quiet, I pick up the silencer (Shh)
Shoot it up till they acknowledge us (Brrrt)
Ballin', but they keep foulin' us (Ball)
And ain't no stoppin' us, try it to see the apocalypse (No)
[Verse 9]
Said I got a big scale same size as his scale, yeah (Yeah)
We too playa
Yeah, we too playa
[Verse 10]
New Moncler, throwin' salt on a playa (Drip, salt)
Save the salt for the snails or the rocks in my ear (Salt, rocks)
Put you in the Bentley, brand new Selena (Skrrt, Selena)
She a bad bitch, I seen her, I'm flooded, call FEMA (Bad)
I do it the best, I am too playa to stress (Best, playa)
Drip like the mayor, more or less (Drip)
I like your bitch, I caress (I like her)
Dry down the stick, ****, hush (Hush)
Codeine syrup a must (A must)
Wraith with the peppermint guts (Wraith)
He sweet, he keep holdin' nuts (He sweet)
Your bitch is a throwaway mutt
Written by: Daryl McPherson, Kiari Cephus, Kirsnick Khari Ball, Lee Buddle, Quavious Marshall, Tauheed Epps
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