Too $hort feat. Dom Kennedy & Beeda Weeda Playa fo Life Lyrics

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  • 1 What the Fuck
  • 2 Got Her Like
  • 3 Playa fo Life
  • 4 Trying to Come Up
  • 5 Cush Cologne
  • 6 The Magazine
  • 7 I Got Caught
  • 8 I'm a Stop
  • 9 Hog Ridin
  • 10 Porno Bitch
  • 11 Shut Up Nancy
  • 12 Boss
  • 13 Hey
  • 14 Money on the Floor
  • 15 Double Header
  • 16 Respect the Pimpin
  • 17 Ba Boom Cha
  • [Beeda Weeda]
    So many pretty girls
    Pop pink bottle, plottin on that pretty pearl
    Get it poppin, get it rockin, yeah it's yo' world
    Tryin to get you to the house, I'm lookin for a go girl
    Get it get it go girl, take it to the flo' girl
    I'ma beat it up and let you tell it to my old girl
    Playa fo' life, I ain't thinkin of wife
    I ain't thinkin of twice; bitch I'm thinkin tonight
    Green light she ready, we on that Rozay heavy
    We goin straight to the house it ain't no need for the telly
    I'm steak eggs and jelly, bitch I'ma fill that belly
    She like "Beeda you nasty!" I'm like "Bitch you ready?"
    I'm like Snoop and $hort, I don't love these hoes
    and only two can roll, cause I love my folks
    See I was (Born to Mack), big dick, big house
    and by "6 In Tha Mornin'" I be kickin them out (okay!)

    [Chorus]
    {Hey pre-tty girl - come stay the night with me}
    {But in the mor-ning yes bitch you've got to leave}
    {And no I can't be your man} I'ma be a playa fo' life
    I'ma be a playa fo' life
    Bitch; I'ma be a playa fo' life
    I'ma be a playa fo' life

    [Dom Kennedy]
    Look! She love it when I grab those hips
    I don't know her name but I had those lips, ay!
    Fuck it you a bad lil' bitch
    Got an ass so fat that her pants gon' rip, uhh
    And I can tell your man ain't shit
    Cause she told me all day but she say it ain't shit uhh
    And you know I be layin that stick
    I be hittin homeruns, you be payin that rent
    Yeah I took her to my office, the girl just lost it
    $hort came through and you know the bitch tossed it
    Why you always axe how much shit costin?
    Real money know that you ain't even gotta floss it
    My Roley don't tick and you wastin my time
    I want you home girl look I'm changin my mind
    I really live what I say in my rhymes
    and I never chase hoes, gotta stay on my grind like

    [Chorus]

    [Too $hort]
    ... You want the keys and the codes
    to the house and the safe, spinach frees at the stove?
    But bitch - I don't shoot hoop I shoot bitches to the left
    I charge these hoes for the game and the dick!!
    I'm from the O-A-K
    So I already know what the hoe gon' say
    I need to lock her down, and wife her up
    but I don't wanna marry her, I just like to fuck!
    When your mother was a young thang... I knew her
    Even back then, I ain't wanna do her
    And now... I don't fuck cougars
    Your daddy was a player mayne, why you such a loser?
    It's the game - and I'm a player for real
    Not the NBA, or the NFL
    I make deals! I'm on a life-long hustle
    Gettin this money, lil' bitch I don't trust you

    [Chorus]

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