Playin' Your Game Songtext / Lyric

(feat. Kokane)



[Intro: Over Voice]

You see pimpin' is big business

It's been goin' on since a big gang of time

And it's gonna continue straight ahead






[Verse 1: Cold 187Um]

So you can call me what you want but I'm a pimp

I give you just enough to please you, but I'll never never simp

Cause nowadays female be plan to roll like how they call top notch

Until they found out what the player is really got

Then awww awww, here comes the philly conversation

They asked me where I'm goin' on my next vacation

Is it with my homies, am I rollin' solo

Or is it at the female, if not in vechile

I said baby if go you know you got to be my freak

I was thinkin' up fly me Key-west, umm, for about a week

It's a range, macks, relax and tax

Then lay out in the sun while you rub my back

To live the lifestyle, the luxury, the freaks, the frills

Ummm, so you would set big deal, to me it's an everyday chill...



[Verse 2: Km.G]

You see you friendly conversation is really alright "yeah"

I was rollin' down the coast with a hoe last night

Not the average hoe, I'm talkin' feelin' me on

She was fly, big thighs, oooh maa, but she was technically low

But I owes the hoe

She didn't has much knowledge she was almost at the high school

And on her way to college, a nerdy type hoe

But behind closed doors she keep harasin' the gold

She was a P.O.E.M, up on the hoe, you got me goin' up the wall

You stick your hands in my panties they cold flexin' my balls

Somethin' new and, called around the world

I put my hands behind my head, I said go on girl

You get into it but don't do it

Not the fast, I got the shit set up

So you don't have to go back to class

... missin' around and kissin' you know what to do

I pick you up about 11 and then we Ron De Vu...



[Chorus:]

Play on baby, how many wanna play

Tramps

Play on baby, how many wanna play



[Verse 3: Cold 187Um]

Now, I got too many honeys but none I treat the same

Some that make me money and some that work the fame

But not too close because they get too comfortable

They come in your wishes, was whom becomes expense

Or approach with the I woe

You know, no hoe, gets no, Dizzno

Yo, you know, chillin' like the Villain

You about to move in heaven

But got problem about the mad him self coooold one eighty seven

They must've heard that I roll with the hoes with the clout

And I'm a bone when it comes to turn bitches out

See there's no wise to play the player while he is playin'

You're trippin' of what I'm sayin'

That's why you steady payin' hoe

You know, I gotta go...



[Verse 4: Km.G]

You see, the finally show trick her name was Tusday "ooohh"

I pumped the little trick up all the Wednesday "yeah"

She had a real nigga, his name was Bolo

A straight mega Gs that built to sax solo

So Kilo told me how the bitch was way out scandalous

And trampin' was her job until I let hoe handled this "uha"

Spendin' his dollars on me, the pimp scholar "yeah"

All I had to do is put a dime, make the hoe holla

She thought she had it goin' on, a true fantasy

A fool to juice and gigolo to creep like a G, you see

She told her home girl Karan

Soon a nigga like me, two tramps I was sharin'

They was addicted to the ride and started playin' each other "who"

Givin' up all the info and high I was they lover "damn"

Ballers straight checked the bitch from north to south

Then I explained to the brother about toss ups and cock knowledge "yeah"

There's bitch that's addicted to some dick in her throat

See, you your tramp show that ass then you come up short

So play that game and true niggaz'll stay in it

Peace from A.T.L true mega pimp clinic, cause...



[Chorus:]

Play on baby, how many wanna play

Play on baby, how many wanna play



[Outro: Over Voice]

You see it's easy to control minds

You see pimpin' is a big business

It's been goin' on since a big gang of time

And it's gonna continue straight ahead

But seems somebody out there don't like what I'm sayin'