Playa Shit Lyrics

It's one of them smooth joints

Yeah, always knew that I could do it

Made paper hittin' bad bitches

Gotta pay em' by the hour, come and see the way we livin

Pick a bitch up out the bunch, just to say I fuckin' did it

When I'm losin', I ain't trippin', I'm still playin' with my winnings

I'm a smooth young nigga, I ain't worried by no nigga

I ain't trippin' on no nigga, if he hittin' all my women

Hearin' people say I'm changin' cause the music nigga listen

Throwin' paper in the club at some birds, feedin' pigeons

Feedin' pigeons out in public, I got bread in my pocket

I had crumbs on the table, it's ironic how I got it

Ran into a pretty bitch, she keep tryna get my wallet

Kinda crazy how she want it, but was never spoiled rotten

Yeah, she got expensive taste, you know that's how I go

Always on in this bitch, you see money on the floor

Got a hoe up in my bed, my main knockin' on the door

Why the hell I settle down to the game I made an oath

Fine livin', fine women, chandeliers up on the ceiling

If you talkin' to the public, baby, I don't want your dealings

She was p in till I hit her, now she all up in her feelins

Fuck a hunnit, nigga, tryna pass that and see a million

First letter be an M, feel like Veeze what you mean

Only ten plus niggas, I can't bring you on the team

I ain't takin' it for granted, to the game, I bought a ring

When them people come around, I ain't seen or said a thing

Can't imagine if a bitch pour my dirty in the sink

Took a bitch to the back, man, I love the way she sing

Burnin' rubber in the tesi, now I'm finna leave her messy

No ignition on the Rental, so you know it ain't no keys

Fell out with her best friend, usin' me to get her back

And she wasn't really shit, so after all, I'm into that

Keep it player, keep it pushin', know the feelings ain't intact

Don't complain when they leave, cause they always comin' back

Gotta see through all the traps, it be a dirty game

If a bitch want you now, you gon' see how far you came

I'm an out-of-town nigga, but she know I got some rank

Yeah, I know you want her bad, but you gotta pay to play nigga

You gotta pay the fee, and you don't got it

You be blowin' up her phone while I fuck the soul out her

Can't be mad at them niggas with your bitch and they got dollas

If you call me bout a bitch, I ain't gon' tell you we be vibin

Got her blowin' out the P while you be smokin' out the Z

Know she told you she was tired, she was everything but sleep

Man, I see why you be mad, she a natural born freak

But I be damned if I add a bitch to the family tree, nigga