f/ Dave, ICK, Shauntay







[Verse 1: ICK]



I'm thinkin' of a masta plan



When I put the mic in hand



Lighted up the blunt



I'ma sip this gin and now I'm crunk,



Now my head is swervin'



Funky rhymes I'm servin' when a playa spit



K, Tay Dog, Dave and Fly,



Just call us the playa click



Like cokey city it's ninety-six,



And hoes are still, turnin' tricks



Some hoes won't sleep when I'm on full creep



Cause youngsters out, servin' bricks



Them bustas under estimate,



That's a sign of playa hatin'



My heart don't pump no water trick,



So sit and max to what I'm sayin'



Ninety-six is playas year



Time for playas to be paid



If you didn't hear me crystal clear



Maybe you need a hearing aid,



I-C-K is claimin' cap



No doubt it's playas in the South



Listen close cause here's a dose of P, from this playas mouth



I'm nationwide, bonafied, ninety-five Pal, is my ride



Why you talkin' about the Mack



I'm runnin' all who dis to the side



I see us jumpin' and dumpin' you punks in the trunk motherfuckers



I'm drunk and I'm crunk and I hunt you for lumps if you chumps wanna front,



Don't worry 'bout K you just can't get his bump







Chorus:







Playas in the house for the nine bitch



We got playas in the house for the nine bitch



We got playas in the house for the nine bitch



(Tell 'em Fly) Nothing but the P came out Fly mouth







We got playas in the house for the nine bitch



We got playas in the house for the nine bitch



We got playas in the house for the nine bitch



(Tell 'em Fly) Nothing but the P came out Fly mouth







[Verse 2: Dave]



Chief high and funked out,



Playas on the scene no doubt



On the scene and bonin' wid the corny king of Funkytown



Night and day on box ah yay



Gettin' it on man what you think,



Just another di-zay that Playa di-zay man be down for drinks



Smoke-aholic on that weed, locked on Tony to a P



Wanna throw my funk some more man in this bitch big DE-A-D



I-B-N be kitchen drains, on the wall the playas find



Leavin' all you crosses li-zame to the si-zay finish tri-zin'



Sucka get gone where you be on howdy at ya sucka so long



Ain't no missin' of no Three Six sure 'nuff ain't no lovin' jones



Real damn playas read them on and on the scene where bustas connin'



On the floor man for some more man down for lockin' on that toney



Down to dri-zain all my pi-zain when I'm gi-zoke on that ki-za



Mega blunts hangs the best ride, through the South all playas high



A legion ah beasts on the feast for some meat



and preparin' ah tearin' ah si-zoul of each,



and hi-zal ah gi-zal a playa will di-zal we all on the hi-zals



and won't stand the fi-zal







Chorus







[Verse 3: Playa Fly & Shauntay]



(Hit Lil Flizy on that MC I-B-N be on his way)



Hit my nigga back cause Playa Fly will funk in plenty hay



What's up to that playa K and playa Dave and playa Tay



Is she gonna rock the house, declare some clout, and stack some pay







(Shauntay)



Bitches be talkin' Shaunte be the topic



I know that you hate me I love you don't stop it



As soon as you bitches be saucin' we droppin'



too bad if you stop I put cheese in my pocket



Tay on the market if you shop around



and just find 'em and fuck 'em lay the bitch down,



You be a clown to be clockin' and knockin'



I'm clickin' wid Fly and we knockin' your socks



Off ah yo ass, while takin' your cash



Vampin' your stash wid smoke in the bag



Chiefin' some dank, I quarter I think,



P-O-U-N-D wid original drink



I smoke til I faint, take all you gon' trink



I'm down wid the Fly and forever we straight



When whoopin' a bitch, I won't hesitate



The bitches we whoop, be flodgin' and fake



If you wanna fake, and you wanna flodge



We said it before and we pullin' your card,



People sweat us, to choose to come hard



We buckin', you duckin' and bullets you dodge



Cause I will not take, no shit from the start



Always we manage to finish remembering



Those who be tossin' and crossin' the friendship



You pointin' all in my face wid out a repentance







Chorus







[Verse 4: Playa Fly]



Crunk enough to fuck a bitch and funked enough for me and you



Keep ya criticism G cause SPV be pon the roll



Hi-zy till I rest in peace,



And full ah dope till Fly decease



I got bitches I can lease,



Just to make my mil increase



Playa praise up SPV and mastermind on makin' pay



Never cherish cheese, stack for makin' more and everyday



Down wid Orleans playa Dre, from my Orleans family



Munchin' comin' standin' out we smokin' out on plenty hay



You suckas who trainin' and sound aggravated



The po-pos are runnin' and comin' to see,



Rap so mis-hated your foes were updated



The public will play that and then D-O-T



We'll be deceased, A.S.A.P,



From the beginnin' so full ah this dope,



Snortin' and sneezin' and coughin' and chiefin'



and heavily blowin' the holiest dope,



Bitches be slippin' and Fly just be trippin'



and grippin' up on me a sinister plot,



Cakin' and thankin' and smokin' and drankin'



and bangin' the difference I dip outta not,



Hangin' the ziploc around and my sock



Strap on my glock and I'm heatin' on me



Lemons who plannin' on fuckin' wid Fly



gotta die when I'm high of a pack ah that P







(Talkin')



Yeh this one for them flaky ass cripple bitches



Who spent they money on that lil bit ass ad



in that muhfuckin' VIBE magazine,



talkin' bout you invented some tongue twistin',



Bitch anybody can do that shit it don't take nuthin' but some skill..