Playa Fo Life (feat. Dom Kennedy / Beeda Weeda)

So many pretty girls

Pop pink bottle, plottin on that pretty pearl

Get it poppin, get it rockin, yeah it's yo' world

Tryin to get you to the house, I'm lookin for a go girl

Get it get it go girl, take it to the flo' girl

I'ma beat it up and let you tell it to my old girl

Playa fo' life, I ain't thinkin of wife

I ain't thinkin of twice; bitch I'm thinkin tonight

Green light she ready, we on that Rozay heavy

We goin straight to the house it ain't no need for the telly

I'm steak eggs and jelly, bitch I'ma fill that belly

She like "Beeda you nasty!" I'm like "Bitch you ready?"

I'm like Snoop and $hort, I don't love these hoes

and only two can roll, cause I love my folks

See I was (Born to Mack), big dick, big house

and by "6 In Tha Mornin'" I be kickin them out (okay!)

{Hey pre-tty girl - come stay the night with me}

{But in the mor-ning yes bitch you've got to leave}

{And no I can't be your man} I'ma be a playa fo' life

I'ma be a playa fo' life

Bitch; I'ma be a playa fo' life

I'ma be a playa fo' life

Look! She love it when I grab those hips

I don't know her name but I had those lips, ay!

Fuck it you a bad lil' bitch

Got an ass so fat that her pants gon' rip, uhh

And I can tell your man ain't shit

Cause she told me all day but she say it ain't shit uhh

And you know I be layin that stick

I be hittin homeruns, you be payin that rent

Yeah I took her to my office, the girl just lost it

$hort came through and you know the bitch tossed it

Why you always axe how much shit costin?

Real money know that you ain't even gotta floss it

My Roley don't tick and you wastin my time

I want you home girl look I'm changin my mind

I really live what I say in my rhymes

and I never chase hoes, gotta stay on my grind like

{Hey pre-tty girl - come stay the night with me}

{But in the mor-ning yes bitch you've got to leave}

{And no I can't be your man} I'ma be a playa fo' life

I'ma be a playa fo' life

Bitch; I'ma be a playa fo' life

I'ma be a playa fo' life

... You want the keys and the codes

to the house and the safe, spinach frees at the stove?

But bitch - I don't shoot hoop I shoot bitches to the left

I charge these hoes for the game and the dick!!

I'm from the O-A-K

So I already know what the hoe gon' say

I need to lock her down, and wife her up

but I don't wanna marry her, I just like to fuck!

When your mother was a young thang... I knew her

Even back then, I ain't wanna do her

And now... I don't fuck cougars

Your daddy was a player mayne, why you such a loser?

It's the game - and I'm a player for real

Not the NBA, or the NFL

I make deals! I'm on a life-long hustle

Gettin this money, lil' bitch I don't trust you

{Hey pre-tty girl - come stay the night with me}

{But in the mor-ning yes bitch you've got to leave}

{And no I can't be your man} I'ma be a playa fo' life

I'ma be a playa fo' life

Bitch; I'ma be a playa fo' life

I'ma be a playa fo' life