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Playa Playa Lyrics

Yeah, like that, Diesel, Yeah, Yeah

[Chorus: x2]
If you don't give a f***, then we don't give a f*** (PLAYA PLAYA)
You better hush n**** keep your mouth shut (PLAYA PLAYA)
Cause we could talk or we can test some s*** up (PLAYA PLAYA)
Whatchu represent, then throw your s*** up (PLAYA PLAYA)
[Silkk]
I look at f****** with, but you tryin to be so tough
Tellin me about your past, I'm like and n**** so what?
I come through in the new P Miller jumpoffs, no socks on
New coupe, f*** the sunroof, n**** the whole top gone
flows trying to plot arm, I tell every n****
Once I block off my waist, my shots off like I was Reggie Miller
And if you don't see it, just give me a second
I pull that thing out quick like a chick you with, "you ain't trying to get me pregnant"
See I'm way too inpatient for being a lifer
But I'm far too skinny to fight ya
And I figure, look why would I send a cap and try to mike tyson
When I could wayne gretsky, come thru and just ice ya
See theres a time to duke and a time to talk
I'm sure your a cool dude but your problem is your timing is off
I don't have to come with the click and I don't wanna box you
I'd rather just box you in and just be done with the s***, b****
[Chorus]

[Silkk]
I'd probably merk you, I mean whichever ones worse
Shop on the floor of explorers, whichever one come first
And I know they mad, why wouldnt they be p***** off
When the Testarossa looks like its bout to lift off
And since I'm sittin here, telling you about the roaster
Its only right I tell you them thangs pop off like toasters
And once I let 'em fly, I got the dealer
No matter who I talk, He'll talk 'em down in five
My fam, I do those guys
No problem I'm young, I can do those flies
We gonna have my boy West have to book me a flight
I have my brother in law M Beezy doing some tricks on a bike
See I live good, so I ain't trying to stress f***
But I like died for these things, you best best to duck
So when you come, make sure you bring your best stuff
Cause if not I'll give your family a good reason to have to dress up
[Chorus]
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Based on a True Story (2004)
We Like Them Girls Got It on Lock We Don't Dance We Bounce Just do It Why You Mad We Like Them Girls Playa Playa Holla (skit) Be There That's Just Me Hey You Do the Thing Get That The Hunta (skit) Clap Forgive Me