Lyrics:
to watch a pregnant bitch bleed
If you practice swinging axes, the fact is
You'll almost subtract a chance of getting jacked by these crackheads
Cats that
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
a playa by nature, but I'm a hustla by trade
You need to roll with Baby Bash in the Escalade
We big tippers, syrup sippers, bird flippers
I'm the one
Paranoia, neighborhood destroyer
Half a key on the livin' room table, and from city to city I'm able
Cap a key for 10 and 12, my mexican friends got the gear
and I'm all so fly
Hoes bop when I pass by 'cause they know I'm a fly guy
Show my grill and your stuck still she a han cap(handicap) and I'm a fuck her
prettier than Vogue
Tooken over by an unadulterated player
Way to get up in the middle
Till I pan up at them jugs
Now I'm thinkin about the little bitty
niggas in the game player-hatin'
10's is for my niggas locked down in the pen
And my niggas dead and gone, until we meet again
11 is for my poppy up in
ya own dance
DJ play my song, -Where dem dollars at- by Gangsta Boo
Plus another southern diva Mia X is coming too
We don't like dem boys who be all
Keep their hands on the special
Cause they'll show you what tecs do
Them boys is drama driven, raised by the system
Listen, they bust to survive
Your
to show you I'm true
People say Warren where'd you get that speech
in the sandy city right down by the beach
speak, don't speak on, if you want to speak
What's up homie?
What's Up homie?
(Chourus):
Ride real slow, m-make your speakers blow(x6)
Ride real slow
(Se7en):
Yeah. So hit me up, if your
mine just happened to be, all over H-Town (wanna be down with M-O-E)
It's a playa made occupation (playa made occupation)
3rd Coast, high society
And I knock on virgin hoe
So and if ya dick fit
'cause it's dank and drink
Ya got me thinkin by the quick lick
I'm big wit the .44
This ain't an indo
Got
Niggaz-niggaz, hated by mo' bitch ass niggaz
Took a fall, got arrested then you bitches got bold
What you thought I wasn't coming back, to bomb on you hoes
I
I can't sleep
It's been 36 hours
It's not looking good
It's getting darker
My meds make me feel numb
Lately I feel dumb
Everything feels ten times
different ways
I got shit in the works, to add ten different ways
Jamaican patty straight from Earl's
Playa' punch for the drink
You in the mood, watch
to dimes
New York City, the capital of crime
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
Now once again it's Santana the Great
I built this city on hammers and weight
seen 'em, they had masks and shit"
"Whoever it was, was in a rush 'cause they was fast and quick"
Oh, I'm just a playa, mo', these ain't my rules
Peep
Hook:]
Shawty, I Be Starin At You
Girl, I Be Starin At You
Said I'm Attracted To You
I'm Attracted To You
But You Way Too Young For Me, Girl [x
jon) 2x]
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta
Forever I love Atlanta (what!)
Forever I love Atlanta Forever I
to the those cute, phat, tight, black jeans
Tell you girl you look so phat
I could tell by the way you stare at a playa
I'm a get ya number, Holla at you later
En un x lugar
Tú y yo en la playa, en medio de la nada
Tu estas mojaita, y yo soy tu toalla yeah
Sale el sol, sale el sol, y tú y yo entrando en calor
just go fish
But I know you still wish for this dope dick
You think you so slick, tryna make me jealous
But I can't be replaced by them average fellas
It's the playa in me you know I play to win
I be looking in the mirror
They ain't made like him
They bet five againt me
I told them let's make it ten
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