Black, C'mon. [Chorus:] All my playaz, thugs, and my ballaz. All my peeps in the clubs spending dollas. Hey Mr. DJ won't you play that song so we could
critics, you can kiss our whole asshole If you don't like my lyrics, you can press fast forward Beef with radio, if we don't play they show They don't play out hits
Every fucking day man an ounce to smoke Game from the brain keep the bitches broke Money dope and pussy hits the corner don't stop No time for the playa
watch it leave so boundless and so free Drifting carelessly I snuff with whispers so gently I hope All I do is hope Let me come wash away your fears We go play
, I'm God-sent My calling making shit bounce like Spaulding Y'all know cuevo mke Tray flow en fuego Its T. Lee spitting and I'm down with the Queen (Queen Pen): Radio play
I play for keeps nigga, so pay up, ain't jacking nothing The price is cheap nigga, heads up, crackers coming See I'm a known D Boy so they hits my spot
feel right My parents keep lookin' at me as if I'm some type of parasite My moms separated from her spouse The oldest of two kids, it's my job to play
I come with a slew of hits that'll massacre the planet Obliviating the earth And diabolically smashing everything for whatever it's worth It's Busta Rhymes godfather beast boy
like blowing up the spot (Summa the time) We're known for fronting, not (Summa the time) We give our shows all we got, wreck the stage and lots play
me I get paid when your record is played To put it short, heh I got it made I'm talented, yes I'm gifted My uppercut boy that'll get ya lifted You got
Step up and pull that lever Come on let's hit together I know a spot where Money flows forever Let's give it a shot We're playing for the pot Damn.
got more hits than Chaka Chan Smoking ganja man, up in my amazon Thick bitch, the only way I like them She suck my dick but I'm playing on my trike Weave
And now I'm elevating Sellin 5000 dollar beats [chorus: grimm] I smoke two joints when I wake up In the car I smoke two joints I smoke two joints when in play
up outta my pocket Y'all greedy muh'fuckas betta stop it Y'all niggaz can't play wit my profit So you might as well back up off it Money man don't fuck
pimp With tracks that mack and slap back the whack Never gay, no way, I don't play with ass But watch me rock with Liberace flash Punk rock, The clash Boy
my car unaware unknowin' I stepped up crossed the the street in no hurry And what happens next - it gets a little blurry This chump nearly hits me in
owned a car before And I've never picked a boy up at his own front door It'd be a red letter day If you'll come out and play in the country with me
And we sat around and played songs that i like We sat around and worked them up 'Till I thought we played them all just right The first gig that we ever played