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playa shit - mistah f.a.b. lyrics

[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
i said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
wanna choose, make a move, come and pay a pimp
for these jewls and these shoes, you gon’ pay a bit
i spit game [?] ’cause i ain’t playing, miss
hey, ho, what you tryna do?
if you saying that you [?] girl, put on your shoes
got my number in her phone, when you ready to move?
i see the look in your eyes, like you ready to choose

[verse 1: suga free]
b*tch, go fly a kite
and her mama and daddy was the perfect example of how two wrongs don’t make a right
james brown smoke [?] ronald macdonald house
feathered up like [?] bumping funky worm
f.a.b., you ever been in a car with two b*tches?
and they rolled up the windows and one of them farted and looked back at you like you did it?
tell me this
[?] is worse?
the ho that [?]
or hitting [?] doggy style [?] nose first
broose broose know it, he was one of the first motherf*ckers bust a nut too quick [?] excuse
but i’m the fool though
all that money [?] got a job, ain’t got nothing to do with the school folks
this ain’t your block
your daddy always come outside with that thing on his neck [?] robot
n*gga, this my [?] spot
[?]
b*tch used to suck my d*ck at the [?] keep them [?]
[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
i said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
wanna choose, make a move, come and pay a pimp
for these jewls and these shoes, you gon’ pay a bit
i spit game [?] ’cause i ain’t playing, miss
hey, ho, what you tryna do?
if you saying that you [?] girl, put on your shoes
got my number in her phone, when you ready to move?
i see the look in your eyes, like you ready to choose

[verse 2: mistah f.a.b.]
now, now
now let me speak to you
break down the procedure, ho, let me tell you something that you need to know
see i was raised over there on [?] right by the gas station across [?]
next to the dope fiends, i used to [?] thunderbird
[?] argue with you for a whole hour, talking ’bout how he don’t use dope, how he [?]
and when he get drunk, he start singing high notes
it’s your story, tell it to whoever, only god [?]
public opinion is worse than having a public defender after you fired five lawyers
see we could traid war stories, just like tom soyer
’cause i done been through so much sh*t, i feel like i’m a vietnam warrior
them boys [?] grew up in the ghetto, it was sad
play with your kids at toys r us, i been f*cking with [?]
raised by the macks and the pimps, put capes on apes
[?] here’s a shuvvle, you dig?
paul revere of the ghetto, i got a story to tell
fly as a maniquin, fresh [?] no dirt under my nails
[chorus: mista f.a.b.]
i said hey, hey, hey, baby, on some playa sh*t
wanna choose, make a move, come and pay a pimp
for these jewls and these shoes, you gon’ pay a bit
i spit game [?] ’cause i ain’t playing, miss
hey, ho, what you tryna do?
if you saying that you [?] girl, put on your shoes
got my number in her phone, when you ready to move?
i see the look in your eyes, like you ready to choose

[verse 3: too $hort]
imma get in her ear, and imma say it right
i turned my first b*tch out back in 85
i had a few hoes in 1995
and i was still pimpin hard back in 05
in 2015, i had some hoes, right
h*ll yeah, i’ve been pimpin my whole life
and right now, if you ask me what i wanna get
imma say i want a 2020 b*tch
i’m always in control, never too emotional
everytime i ever broke a ho
i just throw up a peace sign, and say really dough
n*gga, don’t get mad, i ain’t steal your ho
she looked in my eyes, that was it
i don’t really think you ever had the b*tch
now we somewhere, we getting h*lla rich
but don’t ask me sh*t, you better ask the b*tch

- mistah f a b lyrics

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