Playa Songtext / Lyric

Old school, Pete gang hear the flow... we back again just to let you know

From the west coast, the golden state d-loc saint dog! came to regulate



(Chorus)

Playa... you's a hater (haterrr! )

See you later

Tryna be down but you'll never be down so don't come around here... (x2)



I walk with a limp cause my shit never sink, u know d-locs a pimp

So what the fuck did you think

Ima cash these checks while I fill my drink

Think green on the set it's the kottonmouth vet

Crown down on my neck, I put a bitch in check

It's that pimp play shit I always come correct,

Homie don't step it's against the rules we got coats and clothes, we got g's and p's

So don't act a fool ima keep my cool d-loc from the kings breakin outa skool

So Ima raise my drink, I like to...?






(Chorus)

Playa, hata, lata... you can't fade us

Ladies, lovely ladies, shake them daisies drive us crazy

(X2)Playa... you's a hater

See you later!

Tryna be down but you'll never be down so don't come around here...



Yo gosh dam here we go again it's saint dog the frog and dloc my friends

Putting it down, on some old skool playa shit

Yall motherfuckas know not to...?

See yous a hater ima playa that's the way it is, didn't ur pappy ever teach u how to mind ur biz

You know the deal, old skool spill dickies tattoos and a flipped up bill

Oh yes... U kno I love the flow business, before this

I was pullin old bitches

Now days

Got ladies strait lined up, give a fuck if there's a strap I'm getting strait fucked

Nobody knows where the nose goes, when the dogs closed

So pull down ya panty hoes, really though

I got the cleanest penis... penis

Stroke of a genius, u never seen this!



(Chorus)

Playa, hata, lata... you can't fade us

Ladies, lovely ladies, shake them daisies drive me crazy

(X2) Playa (playa)... you's a hater

See you later

Tryna be down but you'll never be down so don't come around here...



Put the Funk in the trunk cause I know u like that it's that playboy shit with the west coast rap

From the front to the back all the place give me that yo d-loc a pimp but my essays stats

Cap down on my eyes living on the nine I'm the mastermind

Keep pussy by my side, Get money on the dime, and head when I want

Yo D-loc from the kings breaking shit off

If you want it I got it

The chronic,

I'm on it, the bombic atomic, sippin gin and tonic gotta do it cause I need it

I do it cause I want it

Let the haters hate and let the riders get up on it



(Chorus)

Playa, hata, lata... you can't fade us

Ladies, lovely shake them daisies drive me crazy

(X2) Playa... you's a hater

See you later

Tryna be down but you'll never be down so don't come around here... (x2)



Okay okay... ayyy! ohhh! Ayyy! Yee yee!

Yeah dawg... yall muthafuckin haterz

Yall u know who the fuck u are

Yeah Keep doin what you do... keep doin that shit keep on hatin muthafucka

Now u got a full time job... first job u had in your whole fuckn life

And u know what? Ur good at it muthafucka... fuckin hatterrrrrrrrrrr!