(feat. Kim Morgan, Young Dru)



[Kim Morgan]

Mmmmhhhh...

Playa, playa

Ohhh....



[Verse 1: Jay Tee]

Bounced about a new pay

5-0-1 still saggin

Cup the volish, put it in a brown baggy

Cap stappin', strike it in my new nikes

See my partner Beleant on her sell is dykes

San Jose bitches

East LA bitches

Common and play bitches

Man, I Lay your game bitches

You know this dick ain't free

But now its half price

And if your partner sell it coo' girl, I hit them twice

I make the nights

Specially when I'm off that gin

I got your bag bitch, straking in the coverd inn

She be blowin'

[???] [???] and I flowin'

It's heavy hoein'

Mayn, you don't even know it

My cousin Dan, always represent the bay

No matter hell bitch, shit, she still got topay

Straight cash, so why ain't got to pay taxes?

Showered up and jumped right back in my Air Maxes



[Refrain x2: Kim Morgan]

Playa playa perkin'

the lover you be workin'

You got a cadillac, a gang, a house

The only thing you love it the liquor stores



[Verse 2: Young Dru]

And when I pulled to the spot

All the bitches' panties get hot

And I let that top drop

and I don't think shine everytime I hit that block

I got that candy pain

Or the fat tips

Or the mission to pimp a bad bitch

Young savage but cabitch

Hustelin' on and a half ritch

Lil right way

Till that shit so tight way

Toony shows

And pullin' these hoes

And gettin' here all the night way

Fucking with my Kid Foe Jay Tee

Fucker that sucker hate me

Couse that bitch love me

You wanna fuck me

Couse I'm way too thuggy

but don't try to hug me

I'm not not your huggy

I'm a playa to come

Dog to the bus and [???] up

And cock what you play thug up

Tell your daddy that I raped you

But you know it ain't true

Don't try to haze

I got you one tape

Fuck with me and my crew

It's Young Dru

You love the way I do what I do

Perk it off that brew

And big pimpin' ain't nuttin' new

Girl I'm a fool

And I'm on to keep this rap-shit crackin'

I spit some game

Get in your brain

And give you all what you laggin'



[Refrain x2]



[Verse 3: Jay Tee]

Fuck the cliff

Playboy I'm off the curb

The only way to I'm a stop

If is worth to hurtin'

I talk bad

Bitch don't make me get to cabbin'

All I'm known for is mackin' in a back shappin'

South LA

Beverly Hills to the cress

Hit rancho and put that road up on the test

She got scratch

Her daddy work at Tac' Bell

So why attach?

Kick back and stack mail



[Verse 4: Young Dru]

I'm off that gin and juice

Swat up in the 7 duece

I let you frost to drop your draws

Bitch is hound'a guce

We gittn' wide and loose

Perkin' up in the back of the outless

Pant some brain your ankles

And young bitch I know where your lood is

He can't front how you gave up the cunt, hoe

So get the fuck out and pass me back my blunt, hoe

Hit the world and don't call me when you get there

I gives a fuck about a [???] 

I'm a sick player



[Refrain x4]