Three 6 Mafia

Three 6 Mafia - Playstation lyrics

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		[Intro]

Yeah mayne, yeah mayne

These motherfuckin suckers up in here playin these motherfuckin games man

Ain't nuttin but a hoe-ass nigga man and you know it~!

Put your finger on his motherfuckin fo'head and push that sucker head back man

And tell that nigga man, tell that nigga



[Interlude]

You a - HOEEEEE, nigga - HOEEEEE

Nigga - HOEEEEE, nigga - HOEEEEE

You a - HOEEEEE, nigga - HOEEEEE

Nigga - HOEEEEE, nigga - HOEEEEE, here's what'cha do!



[Chorus: repeat 2X]

Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation

Play wit'cha Playstation, play wit'cha Playstation

Don't play with me boy (no sir) don't play with me boy (no sir)

Don't play with me boy (no sir) don't play with me boy (no sir)



[Verse One]

Niggaz think that I need 'em, I'm the one that feed 'em

I'm the one that lead 'em, I'm the one that freed 'em

Nothin can subtract from me I make a hundred thousand daily

Niggaz thinkin that they hurtin me, I'm the one that's payin me

This ain't one man to grow on, real niggaz keep this in mind

Never cash yo' pearls from off these snakes, and these fuckin swines

Show less than necessary, keep these fakers off in the dark

Half off these niggaz ain't happy for ya, over half wanna see you robbed

Try to get yo' hook up, course you have to get your connect

They ain't heard of the word love, they ain't heard of the word respect

Never let 'em know what'chu got, don't work with friends, use enemies

Bitch you wanna be me? Hoe don't play me



[Interlude + Chorus]



[Verse Two]

You actin like you hard, and you say what you done robbed (hell naw!)

You say you from the hood, and you claimin all the parts (hell naw!)

I heard you sold a little dope but then I heard you didn't (hell naw!)

I know you on the dog food, cause that's why you was itchin (hell naw!)

They say you just a lil' bitch, a look can be deceivin (hell naw!)

They say you carry a big gun, but I don't believe that either (hell naw!)

And every girl you talk you make as if you knocked it up (hell naw!)

Is you 16 on down, nigga what the fuck? (Naw!)

I know you gotta make some ends, lie and shit to impress your friends

Say you own a big boy Benz, did 20 years in pen

Flaugin like you own own, flaugin cause you known known

Don't you know I'm grown grown, and I crack yo' dome dome



[Interlude + Chorus]



[Interlude - to fade minus "here's what'cha do!"]

		


		
		
		

		
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