| Man, know what I’m sayin?
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| Hold up (hold up)
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| I-10 connected
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| Know what I’m sayin? |
| (know what I’m sayin?)
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| S.A. Town to H-Town (H-Town)
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| Holla at me when I touch down
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| — w/ ad libs
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| Gotta, gotta be playa, gotta be a star
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| Gotta be playa, gotta be a star
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| Gotta be playa, playa, star
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| Gotta be playa, playa, star
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| Got to be playa, playa, star
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| Hold up baby
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| Chamillitary, hey (hey)
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| Your broad lookin chocolate, broad showin me boppin this
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| Autograph her pad and now she tellin me «you forgot my chest!»
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| Sittin high on top of this (uh), rims steady choppin it’s (uh)
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| Taller than a Webster, you could call it Papadapolis (man)
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| Ain’t nobody stoppin this, bootleggers jockin this
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| Flow that I got like Block E-N-T was droppin this (Joc)
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| Take my time to drop with it, never come with sloppiness
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| A million dollar swagger, you should pay me for my cockiness (yeah)
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| Even at the Swishahouse, was still, still tippin
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| They say Koopa like Jordan and Chamill like Pippen (ballin)
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| Steel wheel grippin, hit the curve, my wheel chippin
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| Still pullin up on you boys like Chamill ain’t trippin (trippin)
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| Know the city, know the state, hit the club to show my face
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| Know the haters is gon' hate, streets tell me I’m old and great
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| Take your woman on a date, bone your Mrs. on the lake
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| Ego gettin large and I don’t really think that it’s gon' deflate (hold up)
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| Gotta be playa made
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| Gotta be playa, playa, playa, playa made
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| Gotta be playa made
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| Maybe I’m a crawl on fours
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| Gotta be playa, playa, playa, playa made
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| Famous!
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| Huh, I gotta be playa (though)
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| They say I’m a dog, get a broad and I play her (a ho)
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| They say I’m a star, so I’m sharp as the razor (bro)
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| Crease in your jeans, button up and a blazer (damn)
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| Me I keep it gangster, real playas ride chrome (chrome)
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| Still tall T with some Locs like Tone (Tone)
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| Them fours not threes and they poke like moan (moan)
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| With the 'E' in the middle (oh), now you caught on (slow man)
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| I’m throwed off the dome (dome), bad with a pad (pad)
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| Them monkeys on my ass and them hoes gon' sag (yeah)
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| Say you get money and them hoes gon' laugh
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| Say you with Chamilli (-tary mayne) and them hoes gon' smash
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| I’m from a city you ain’t heard about (210)
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| Soon as the word get out, like Mixtape Messiah Trey, +Get Ya Burners Out+
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| Huh, I’m from the 'Ton ('Ton)
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| And I’m fittin to be a star like Joan (Joan)
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| Tippin down, payroll lookin swoll, you don’t want to be my nemesis (no)
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| Man I’m as cold/Cole as the sole on some Kenneth kicks (huh)
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| Vehicles and rims in all black like the Jena Six
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| Vehicles is black and got buttons like a Genesis (Sega)
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| First we put the silver, then the apple on the fender
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| Refrigerator automatic, curtains on the wind-a (for real)
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| Intercontinental, still grippin on the timber
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| Plus the pinky ring is the equivalent to Denver (huh?)
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| Ballin like a mother that’s a real large Nugget
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| Carmelo yellow pinky, cost a real large budget
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| Stack the 26's and it still not rubbin
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| Passed on a million yesterday and I’m still not budgin (mayne)
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| Texas players love to brag, Texas players love the slabs
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| Pull the car from off the lot, Ernest 'bout to color that
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| Gators slap another bath, lookin like a hovercraft
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| Kick the groupies out but they keep comin back
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| — w/ ad libs
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| (Chopped and Screwed Voice)
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| (Got diamonds, got to be exposed, you know I)
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| Gotta be playa, playa, playa, playa made
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| (Throw, throw some candy on my doors, you know I)
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| Gotta be playa, playa, playa, playa made
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| (Drop, drop the top when I crawl slow, you know I)
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| Gotta be playa, playa, playa, playa made
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| Maybe I’m a crawl on fours
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| Gotta be playa, playa, playa, playa made |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Gotta Be Playa , by - Chamillionaire. Song from the album Mixtape Messiah 4, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп