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mase - do what playas do lyrics

[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)
y’all n-gg-z got problems (y’all n-gg-z 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 sh-t
armed robbery, slash, deal drug sh-t
peel slugs quick, cause i’m versatile
i can ice grill, but i’m worse when i smile
expert with style, y’all give hoes cash
all i give em, is hard d-ck and c-ke in they -ss
b-tch, move that, true playa, true dat
n-gg-z 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 eightb-lls
yeah we players, and refs, we make calls

chorus: eightball (repeat 2x)

now everybody wanna do what a playa do
but everybody can’t do what a playa do
(i see you playa) all in the mix right
i see you playa (yeah i got my sh-t tight)

[eightball]
bring it to n-gg-z i don’t be slippin on my literary
sick when i’m gone off that jane first name mary
eightball, ain’t no other like this southern brother
crazy motherf-cker, pooh b-tt booty duster
never been a point shaver or a hoe saver
just a weed craver, suave house -ss-ssinator
to the dirt, and we gon’ put that on the house b-tch
gold in the mouth sh-t, straight south sh-t
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 sh-t, and i’ma keep it straight +sp-ce 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 motherf-cker, all out motherf-cker
wanna blow motherf-cker? team n-gg- til i’m low motherf-cker
yo, i went from o-t to o-c to all the paper
leads to fatigue then ? the gators
if ain’t about the money n-gg-? call me later
how many n-gg-z talk benzes? seen them one
not videos and picture sh-t, those don’t count
i’m the n-gg- talkin millions and, own the amount
mr. frosty, the n-gg- never fold for chips
when the money on the line b-tch i roll trips
cut a b-tch off for a week and let her know what she miss
hundred grand worth of sh-t n-gg- glow on my wrist
bought a range just to go with the six
when i flip for these chips, sh-t is never over a b-tch
you got some nerve, i can give a kiler one word, get em
you will see how many n-gg-z miss him
i put pellets in the air let the sh-t hit em
put the gun inside his mouth and let the clip kiss him
sh-t you drive all tinted, i put my honey in it
won’t, stop your bank, ain’t 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 wouldn’t be measurin those
you motherf-ckin barely sold, barely gold
n-gg-z send it rough i send it back the same way it came
you ain’t dissin me until you say my name, motherf-cker

chorus

- mase lyrics

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