Playas Ball
Snoop Dogg, T.I.
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Uh, hmm, okay Now when the players in the house, we gon' turn shit out Like you came home not guilty on all counts Keep some drink in your cup and a joint in your mouth You bet not do no goofy shit, caught out there running your mouth Boy, this the playa ball, uh, yeah (Yeah) Uh, little bitch you're welcomed to the playa ball Yeah (Alright) Yeah (Well, alright) Uh, hah I'm blowing reefer in the ride, Mike Jackson the vibe With a pretty young thing on the passenger side The forty-five in the cut, in case nigga nut up Police get behind me, I'ma pass it to her Mink coat to the floor since I did it with Puff Showed a lot of y'all what getting it was Hey listen, ain't no sense in getting in your feeling, lil' cuz 'Cause I don't wanna drag you out the building, lil' cuz Plus, I think she just spiked my drink 'cause I'm feeling a buzz Enjoying the high, don't you go to blowing it now Come from a long line of players, generation in my DNA Pull up to the playa ball like I'm at the VMA In a stingaling color of a hundred dollar bill face Diamonds over cash, mil, twice as much as last year I see your bitch using on me, tell her bring her ass here You know how it goes Stick to the G code, she chose, yeah, uh (Yeah) Stick to the G code, she chose, yeah (Yeah) Heh, you know how it goes Stick to the G code, she chose (Yeah) Now when the players in the house, we gon' turn shit out Like you came home not guilty on all counts Keep some drink in your cup and a joint in your mouth You bet not do no goofy shit, caught out there running your mouth Boy, this the playa ball, uh, yeah (Yeah) Uh, little bitch you're welcomed to the playa ball Yeah (Alright) Yeah (Well, alright) Uh Why you looking at me sideways? Let me get my point across Geometrically, mental telepathy My Cripping and pimping is sold separately Sabrina, Katrina, Mina, and Bethany Do it carefully Bite the bullet while killing a fucking bear for me I'm fly as the f*ck, jump in the air for me I don't do singles, go get a pair for me And put it there for me Proper preparation, prepared, perfected My mellow, my metal is undetected Run tell that Martin lie Playas ball, bitch, I'm in the starting five Fun in the joint See, I see running the joint Iree, Kyrie and I be running the point Up and down like a elevator And I'm having a hard time holding down these alligators You haters been watching and running your mouth like a hawk Never mind me, know my mink on the floor The cameras flash as I tip through softly I let my bottom bitch go collect my trophy Picture that like a mack in a pimp pose Yeah, nigga, she chose (She chose) Yes sir, she chose Yeah, nigga, she chose Now when the players in the house, we gon' turn shit out Like you came home not guilty on all counts Keep some drink in your cup and a joint in your mouth You bet not do no goofy shit, caught out there running your mouth Boy, this the playa ball, uh, yeah (Yeah) Uh, little bitch you're welcomed to the playa ball Yeah (Alright) Yeah (Well, alright) Uh
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Written by: Clifford Harris, Jr, Calvin Cordazar Broadus, Jr
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