Is a Playa

Uhh Hold up Comin' down Hold up, mm Smoke somethin' Lately he been flippin' and, stayin' on the grind Tellin' you that you fine, but he ain't spendin' no time I be pourin' wine, tryin' to, knock out your spine Make you mine, from behind, to some slowed down bump and grind His thang like a dirty sweet, from off the street My thang like a O' of indo, from Sacramento Lately y'all been arguin', he, call you a bitch Keep me all up in yo' shit, tryina dig you a new ditch Now I admit, that he rich, and that his money is good Got my dicked sucked in his six, I'm fuckin' on leather and wood I'm just a yougin' from the hood, with some dick that feel good With him, you know that you shouldn't With me, you know that you should Your pussy snug, like a glove when I push and I shove Knock a dime out the climb, 'cause I ain't makin' love See yo' man the type of guy, to get jealous and hit'cha But me, I lick ya where he don't, and suck real hard on yo' nipple My game is sharp as a cicle, she love my pickle And if you gave her a dime, nigga she gave me a nickle So while you thinkin', she done jet, she got my dick on her mind Keep on neglectin' yo' gal, young Pimp C be spendin' yo' time I'sa Playa, I'sa Mack, I love getting at these ladies but not Now my paper stacks Now rule one get your cash up MOB Thats paper in my pocket my nigga PIMP Homie dont hate me mayne just hate the game The only reason your woman digging me because I play with change Dont take it personal my nigga, I dont love her Imma player She just gon keep me company while I get lifted as I lay her Naturally, I have to be, dead serious, maybe not Let me tell a tale about this broad that thought she played me out Yes, I was impressed, by the sex in her ass WUIS her, Versacci, down like Fran Drescher, bless her heart She was a sweet-tart, but you never understood her point in our duo Talkin' smart with all that "you know", comin' with he-say, she-say From what she heard at the club, 'bout some chick that I had played on Well bitch, you should have stayed home She mad 'cause I done told her girl off, but the bitch was wrong with you You gon' let these messy ho's fuck your world off I tried to love her man, but see love is one thang, and dumb is another Brother, I'd be dumb to let her run thangs I should've passed, but I was gassed, super-unleaded And her nappy-headed ass gon' regret it, remember I said it 'Cause I'm, in a sublime, new state and frame of mind 'Cause it'd be a crime, for me to waste my time I'sa Playa, I'sa Mack, I love getting at these ladies but not Now my paper stacks Now rule one get your cash up MOB Thats paper in my pocket my nigga PIMP Homie dont hate me mayne just hate the game The only reason your woman digging me because I play with change Dont take it personal my nigga, I dont love her Imma player She just gon keep me company while I get lifted as I lay her Did you ever think about who's ass your girl's was, before the booty had became yours? If a nigga's sang flows, you know everythang goes, fuckin' in it til' it's colorful as rainbows Sportin' furry Kangols, she can't go, rockin' paid shows Paper hard to fold, plus I roll slick, keep talkin' shit If you don't like me, it's most likely 'cause I done holla'd at your bitch Why she so thick? Tellin' lies and ya said to be believin' 'em But I make her feel like "Uh-huh", can you do it? "Uh-huh" But when I scoup her up, she know that I'm the one to make a slut come Got a man, he a lame anyway, motherfuck that stuff Mad 'cause I snuck that love, bet he won't bust that slug So go on head roll up that bud, so we can fuck So wassup? Now we in the Suburb', submerged, watch a movie Or bumpin' UG, K shit, scoop a bitch and hit the booty How the man, yea I knew, G, but she don't usually, say shit Hit the pussy make a motherfucker wanna ball up and cry Chicka-pow-pow, I love them thighs when I'm rollin' aside I ain't gon' up and die, like the guy that we got high Take away more than two hits, two blows, she heard my new shit, it was new clothes New gold Cuban link herringbones and cell phones, while her friend home, now I'm freakin' two hoes If ya girl be with me, somethin' nifty, she prob'ly wanna lick me I'm the Twista, I flame a pissy drunk and drippy Damn skippy, gamin' it from Chi to Mississippi, now pimp on I'sa Playa, I'sa Mack, I love getting at these ladies but not Now my paper stacks Now rule one get your cash up MOB Thats paper in my pocket my nigga PIMP Homie dont hate me mayne just hate the game The only reason your woman digging me because I play with change Dont take it personal my nigga, I dont love her Imma player She just gon keep me company while I get lifted as I lay her