Текст (слова) песни: Mase - Do What Playas Do

[mysonne]

Uhh (uhh)

Wanna blow? (wanna blow? ) pretty tone (pretty tone)

Suave house (suave house) eightball (eightball) tony draper (draper)

All out (all out), murder (murder)

Harlem world (harlem world), problem children (problem children)

Yall niggaz got problems (yall niggaz got problems)

Uhh (uhh) uhh (uhh) yo (yo)

Now I can play with these hoes, or spray four-fours

Whatever the situation, may call for

I can sport linen, pimp hard, court women

Have the ice, hand to waves all spinnin

Or I can get in, to some real thug shit

Armed robbery, slash, deal drug shit

Peel slugs quick, cause Im versatile

I can ice grill, but Im worse when I smile

Expert with style, yall give hoes cash

All I give em, is hard dick and coke in they ass

Bitch, move that, true playa, true dat

Niggaz catch feelings, when they chick say, "who dat? "

Representin from the bronx, to the dirty south

Spittin drug flows, with my dirty mouth

We got it all, from grams to eightballs

Yeah we players, and refs, we make calls

Chorus: eightball (repeat 2x)

Now everybody wanna do what a playa do

But everybody cant do what a playa do

(I see you playa) all in the mix right

I see you playa (yeah I got my shit tight)

[eightball]

Bring it to niggaz I dont be slippin on my literary

Sick when Im gone off that jane first name mary

Eightball, aint no other like this southern brother

Crazy motherfucker, pooh butt booty duster

Never been a point shaver or a hoe saver

Just a weed craver, suave house assassinator

To the dirt, and we gon put that on the house bitch

Gold in the mouth shit, straight south shit

Orange mound slow the flow down to pull the fo-pound

Beat a hoe down, and fall up in the club to down

I like them dirty hoes, down to get buck for a dollar

Thick yella cinderella, hair shop scholar

Pimp shit, and ima keep it straight +space age+

Every year, turn the book of life to a new page

Kick rhymes hotter than texas in july

Suave house playa til the day that I die, uhh

Chorus

[mase]

Sauve house motherfucker, all out motherfucker

Wanna blow motherfucker? team nigga til Im low motherfucker

Yo, I went from o-t to o-c to all the paper

Leads to fatigue then ? the gators

If aint about the money nigga? call me later

How many niggaz talk benzes? seen them one

Not videos and picture shit, those dont count

Im the nigga talkin millions and, own the amount

Mr. frosty, the nigga never fold for chips

When the money on the line bitch I roll trips

Cut a bitch off for a week and let her know what she miss

Hundred grand worth of shit nigga glow on my wrist

Bought a range just to go with the six

When I flip for these chips, shit is never over a bitch

You got some nerve, I can give a kiler one word, get em

You will see how many niggaz miss him

I put pellets in the air let the shit hit em

Put the gun inside his mouth and let the clip kiss him

Shit you drive all tinted, I put my honey in it

Wont, stop your bank, aint enough money in it

Live a lifestyle rarely told, what you know about

Floatin down eighth, gettin head in the rolls

You had, money like that you wouldnt be measurin those

You motherfuckin barely sold, barely gold

Niggaz send it rough I send it back the same way it came

You aint dissin me until you say my name, motherfucker

Chorus

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