RPP

Players never, play, players, play, players never Players, players, players never Play, play, play, players never Players, players, play, players never Real pimp playa, bitch I'm the maker Off white tape around your body, see ya later You a faker, I'm a undertaker Walk with a limp, I'm the mystic pimp player Kick your back door like baby what you want, yeah On the map, ho I'm all around the globe, yeah Why they talk so much I had to go, yeah Why they talk so much I had to, ay Walked up back with stick when I'm off at the rip When the clock gon' tick then my Glock gon' hit Might as well split your ribs, we gon' throw them guns When I'm off this spliff let's go Hit em with a Uzi, let a full mag go Shoot another movie on my tarantino flow Watch how I move, I'ma hold my tool I'm lighting this body up just like a stove Ay, who's your god He don't fuck with you at all Ay, please don't get involved Provoke me and I'll cut your top Ay, I done seen it all Ay, I done done it all Talk back, ho and I'ma have to fuck your broad I don't give no love if you ain't bout my payments Come in shawty let me get a little taste then I'm smoking only strong I'm feeling out of space, yeah Roll me two more blunts and then I get inside the spaceship Popped a few more beans I had to climb up out the mud Chopped em' underneath so I just hung em' on the hood They talking too much strictly bout that action better shush I'm too faded off this buzz No remorse I gut your slut Real pimp playa, bitch I'm the maker Off white tape around your body, see ya later You a faker, I'm a undertaker Walk with a limp, I'm the mystic pimp player Real pimp playa, bitch I'm the maker Off white tape around your body, see ya later You a faker, I'm a undertaker Walk with a limp, I'm the mystic pimp player