Playboy Lifestyle Lyrics

That look you giving me is devilish

Baby you so heaven sent

Yo lust got me higher than I ever been

Giving you that high tide

Surfing on ya wave

To the crescent of the moon

In my room holding hands like a high five

Get it sizzling like Popeyes

Spinach in the spliff

Shorty dripping olive oil

Guess I'm Popeye

Bad ma

When I pop

Call me papa

Heat her up

Take her to the top like a pot pie

Why you treat me like I'm not him

Like there's another nigga better in your top 10

We together

It's whatever

We be locked in

Touching on eachother

Give me 2 outta ya 5 senses

You wanna ride tonight

You wanna slide to the arty with the guys tonight

You wanna take shots

Dance

Get high tonight

But when we get back

Straddle that

You ride tonight

Shorty love me like a dboy this dime I pipe

Pocket change for the hoes

I guess dimes my type

Diamonds

Lights

They like it everytime I write

Thought she like me on the low

And everytime im right

Young heartbreaker

Shit

I guess my mom was right

But she don't want no grandbabies

Man my age 19

And that's one time

We can only lay one night

For the fun time

Shorty wanna stay for life

5'2 with a attitude

That's describe half the boo's that be passing through

So bad I could never stay mad at you

But lick back hit like pack of new

Whew

Smoke in the air

We in the telly gassed out ain't no smoking in here

Won't remember this

This is that forever shit

One thing I'll make sure no nigga ever get this

That look you giving me is devilish

Baby you so heaven sent

Yo lust got me higher than I ever been

Giving you that high tide

Surfing on ya wave

To the crescent of the moon

In my room holding hands like a high five

Get it sizzling like Popeyes

Spinach in the spliff

Shorty dripping olive oil

Guess I'm Popeye

Bad ma

When I pop

Call me papa

Heat her up

Take her to the top like a pot pie