Playa sh*t lyrics
by Too $hort
[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp
For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit
I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss
Hey, ho, what you tryna do?
If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes
Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move?
I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose
[Verse 1: Suga Free]
b*tch, go fly a kite
And her mama and daddy was the perfect example of how two wrongs don't make a right
James Brown smoked sherm, Ronald MacDonald had a perm
Feathered up like parakeet [?] bumping Funky Worm
F.A.B., you ever been in a car with two b*tches?
And they rolled up the windows and one of them farted and looked back at you like you did it?
Tell me this, which girl is worse?
The ho that [?]
Or hitting [?] doggy style [?] nose first
Bruce Bruce know it, he was one of the first motherf*ckers bust a nut too quick [?] excuse
But I'm the fool though
All that money and time you spent in school, got a job, ain't got nothing to do with what you went to school for
This ain't your block
Your daddy always come outside with that thing on his neck, cuss a n*gga out in robot
n*gga, this my dope spot
[?]
b*tch used to suck my di*k at the [?] keep them [?]
[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp
For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit
I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss
Hey, ho, what you tryna do?
If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes
Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move?
I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose
[Verse 2: Mistah F.A.B.]
Now, now
Now let me speak to you
Break down the procedure, ho, let me tell you something that you need to know
See I was raised over there on [?] right by the gas station across the street from the [?]
Next to the dope fiends that used to sit in front of the store sippin' thunderbird
Well he'll argue with you for a whole hour, talking 'bout how he don't use dope, how he only a wino
And when he get drunk, he start singing high notes
It's your story, tell it to whoever, only god can judge you
Public opinion is worse than having a public defender after you fired five lawyers
See we could trade war stories, just like Tom Sawyer
'Cause I done been through so much sh*t, I feel like I'm a Vietnam warrior
Them boys [?] grew up in the ghetto, it was sad
Play with your kids at Toys R Us, I been f*cking with [?]
Raised by the macks and the pimps thatput capes on apes
Coats on goats, wigs on pigs, here's a shovel, you dig?
Paul Revere of the ghetto, I got a story to tell
Fly as a mannequin, fresh manicure, no dirt under my nails
[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp
For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit
I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss
Hey, ho, what you tryna do?
If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes
Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move?
I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose
[Verse 3: Too $hort]
Imma get in her ear, and Imma say it right
I turned my first b*tch out back in '85
I had a few hoes in 1995
And I was still pimpin' hard back in '05
In 2015, I had some hoes, right
Hell yeah, I've been pimpin my whole life
And right now, if you ask me what I wanna get
I'ma say I want a 2020 b*tch
I'm always in control, never too emotional
Every time I ever broke a ho
I just throw a peace sign and say really though
n*gga, don't get mad, I ain't steal your ho
She looked in my eyes, that was it
I don't really think you ever had the b*tch
Now we somewhere, we getting hella rich
But don't ask me sh*t, you better ask the b*tch
[Chorus: Mista F.A.B.]
I said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
Wanna choose, make a move, come and play a pimp
For these jewels and these shoes, you gon' pay a bit
I spit game, this ain't a game 'cause I ain't playing, miss
Hey, ho, what you tryna do?
If you saying that you ready girl, put on your shoes
Got my number, hit ym phone, when you ready to move?
I see the look in your eyes like you ready to choose