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Hurricane Chris - Playas Rock lyrics
(feat. Boxie) [Hook: x2] See this how playas rock If I don't like the way she acting Then I'm a tell her bye How you goin play a playa You know how playas ride Game recognize game And I been running game alot Never get caught in my lie Cross my heart and hope to die See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock [Verse 1:] Everythang was cool we was feeling each otha Chillin in the jacuzzi just water no bubbles You know me I keep it gutta Hit it until you studda Then she got there asking me questions Like she was undercover Like who was that lil chick that I let ride up in my ride I'm a pimp so it ain't nothing for me to think of a lie But I'd rather keep it real And tell her just how I feel Looky here if you see with with anotha chick Then it's just what it is You ain't my main dame I just beat you out the frame Baby I'm hurricane You gotta stay in yo lane Stick to the script of a pimp And follow my gutta rules And I u feel like u wanna leave Then do what you do Baby u think I'm goin cry Just becuz I lost you Everytime I loose one I bounce back with 2 How you think I got you Somebody got laid off I'm a pimp I pimp a chicken Until she get plaid out [Hook: x2] See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock [Verse 2:] Say lil mama let me get up in it Betta make you wanna give it to me Like you never gave it up before And I bet I make you moan With my boys when I pull up in a rolz roise I know where to hit ro And I pull up fresh in the back And the mode real low low She can't see my eyes Everybody holla cuzya boy so blind And all I gotta do is get her in my ride Give me a million dollars and I can make it go live Let it be any chick in the world and I can make her mine Put her in the whip Now I'm feeling on her thighs Take a shot of patron And I'm feena go live And then she told me that she want me to cut her But she ain't want me to use no rubber (no rubber) I'm feeling like u tryna get me caught up No disrespect lil mama but that's just how I was brought up If I can't use protection when I cut Then it ain't no cut I can't picture me going in you raw That just ain't what's up Lil mama I'm a pimp And I will never get caught in my lie Cross my heart and hope to die Girl you know how playas rock [Hook: x2] See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock See this how playas rock And then she told me that she want me to cut her But she ain't want me to use a rubber (no rubber) [x2] |
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