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justin clardy - play on playa lyrics

[verse 1: matt woods]
i ain’t gone do to much to em fam…
oh yea you know i had to flex
you know them n-gg-s pressed
you know i’m out the window wrist and neck
a country playa mutua f-cka i look like a walking check
i’m only drinking jack
you know only ice on that
i’m selling game by the pack b-tch
off the rack b-tch
i’m working with the flame like a f-ckin’ blacksmith
if i tell yo b-tch to jump.. she’ll probably do a backflip
gold skulls in the crib its all about the accents
gold vase, gold globe, white and gold rhinoceros
i’m a monumental n-gg- i deserve an obelisk
i need an ocelot, a cat with me to ball and floss a lot
ho, bring the coffins out
i killed the scene, i’m in the parking lot
i skipped the eulogy, i’m talking to the money fluently
hunnid dollas each, ugly polo shirt, you know me
let me ash it in an empty water bottle while i creep
take yo shoes off in the whip, ho i hoped you washed yo feet
flow unique
flowing like a water hydrant on yo street
tall drink for thirsty hoes that’s running from the summer heat
i know its hot
couldn’t find a better n-gg-, yeah i know its not
n-gg-s treat you real different when they know you got it

[chorus]
here comes the fly -ss playa of the year
bringing something playa to ya ear
here comes the fly -ss playa of the year
bringing something playa to ya ear
here comes the fly -ss playa of the year
bringing something playa to ya ear
here comes the fly -ss playa of the year
bringing something playa to ya ear

[verse 2: jc]
playas know to wear one chain because two too much
mine used to be herringbone and it layer flush
entertain my crush
keep it on hush
tell yo homegirls do them and let we do us
clean the whip for the ‘shaw on a sat-rday night
caught a movie earlier for the matinee price
its a hat a j night, 11’s the grey white
pay right… money line for ladies cause that’s what they like
listen tome baby we could fall in love tonight delight with the pipe
i promise you i got something you gone like
you might could show the homie a thing or two
player n-gg-, keep it positive like and integer
been a jerk, been a quirk
shinin like i’m silverware
money on my mind state
eating like a side plate
eating like you grabbed my head and i could feel yo legs quake
on the rise like elevate on the rise like levitate
mr. right on time, mr. i am forever late
kiss her make her panties melt
yo mamma h-lla fine just imagine how yo daddy felt
say what up to sandy though, tell em step they ante up
we could still be homies if you let me tear that phatty up
diamonds on my wrist though, how did you get this bro?
topic of conversation i shine like crisco, ball like disco
player…

[outro]
play on playa
play on playa
f-ck a hater
play on playa
ladies too
play on playa
play on playa, play on playa, play on playa playa play on..

- justin clardy lyrics

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