Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Do the Playa (feat. Decadez), artist - E-40. Date of issue: 25.03.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Do the Playa (feat. Decadez) |
| Right up my ally, my nigga, this killer Cali, my nigga |
| I’m from the valley, my nigga, we hella rowdy, my nigga |
| You have a problem, my nigga, man we gon' solve it, my nigga |
| Yeah we got it, my nigga, case like the Saudis, my nigga |
| Let a boss through, so a boss can do what a boss do |
| I don’t Winnie the Pooh, Willie Foo Foo, or Captain Kangaroo |
| I’m one of the few that say what I’m gonna do and come through |
| I’m a throwback but at the same time I’m brand new |
| I can multitask, do two or three things at once |
| Get my dick sucked, hit the weed, talk on the phone, and get drunk |
| If you family we family, then say it, mean it |
| Never let sucker shit come in between us |
| I’m still mobbing, scheming, and plotting on some millions |
| Trying to put some paint where it ain’t, Sherwin Williams |
| Right now I’m on this lambi and dank, fuck your feelings |
| I don’t hang with phoneys or fakes, only real ones |
| D-boy fresh from head to toe |
| Finna take some down before I go home |
| Drink my drink and smoke my 'dro |
| I bet that I pull all these hoes |
| Now do the playa |
| Nuvo sippin and two-steppin |
| Do the playa |
| West coast reppin with my weapon |
| This hustler cold, always in monster mode |
| The game can be sold and told at the same time |
| Never goin against the grain |
| I’m on the front line and the main line |
| Of this West Coast scene I grind |
| And I never drop a dime for reduced time |
| I’m a staple in this shit, a pillar in this shit |
| Don’t believe me? |
| Nigga, ask your bitch |
| Just now getting warmed up, just now getting started |
| Triple O.G., still getting carded |
| Bump any batch, ho, I’m a mack |
| Ain’t no age on game, bitch, whack don’t crack |
| People always ask me why I’m seldom seen |
| Is he still green, do he still fuck with the fiends? |
| Nope, I’m clean, in the rap game there’s more green |
| I’m eating just like a king, got my hands in everything |
| From gritting and pitching raw, hubba rocks in my jaw |
| Platinums on the wall, ball 'til we fall |
| Damn, look at that mayne, she ain’t playing, she handling |
| Let me put my macking in motion and put the peas in the pie |
| She cakey, she yokin, she got a big ass butt |
| I’m a Bay area nigga, my nigga, I be wigglin' |
| I could go to any hood in the world and fit right in |
| Hit it for five, hold it for ten |
| Smoking and sipping yac |
| Internationally known, accepted, and highly respected |
| There’s a shortage on real ones we better start getting in sync |
| Before the suckers take over and we become extinct |
| Shout out to all the bosses before me I’d like to thank |
| Street legends with love and respect like Hamp «Bubba» Banks |
| All my fixtures and factors, factors and fixtures |
| Car passin travelers, Louis the XIII sippers |
| O.G's need youngsters and youngsters need O. G's |
| Never let a ho make us enemies |