Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Players In da Atmosphere, artist - Lil Wyte. Album song Doubt Me Now Dragged and Chopped, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.03.2004
Record label: Hypnotize Minds
Song language: English
Players In da Atmosphere |
Hypnotize Minds presents |
Lil Wyte with Three 6 Mafia |
OOHHHH! |
It some hoes in here |
It must be some players in the atmosphere |
I say OOHHHH! |
It some hoes in here |
It must be some players in the atmosphere |
Now back da fuck back (un huh) |
Back da fuck (un huh) back da fuck back (un huh) |
Back da fuck back (un huh) |
Now back da fuck back (un huh) back da back (un huh) |
Back da fuck back (un huh) back da fuck back (un huh) |
Strolling in the club VIP automatically |
First three drinks are free as long as I get the vodka and some green |
Walk back to my seat hoes are peeping me constantly |
Could it be the fact that I’m Wyte or I fucked off with the three |
Watch the pudding hit the flow up and down the pudding go |
All around the room there’s pudding clubs about to overflow |
Holla at La Thunderoe tell him to put off some clothes |
Get down to the club it’s crunk as fuck I know he’ll pull some hoes |
Bottles popping everywhere too much dro is in the air |
Vision blurry from the crown and club and I don’t really care |
All I need is another drank and mix there I’ll have the bite |
XTC and long island iced tea will help a forgetless nite |
Damn lil momma super tight and all of her friends are looking bright |
All we need is a lil' more x and a hotel room and a bag of lite |
A greeny is to living life burning by the laughish layers |
I know if I plenty these hoes when ever it comes crowded with some players |
Yea Hypnotize Minds we gone keep it gangsta |
Represent thugs and thugetts 3−6 |
Maine I wish I can buy you boys what you really worth |
Turn around and sell you what you thank you worth |
I be a bail nigga but to ad you wouldn’t sell nigga |
Cause you a flodgin wants so bad to be a well nigga |
You swear on everything you pulled a millionaire lick |
Fall up in the club with jewels or prudes and shit |
I ain’t gotta brag on how much money I got |
I make music for rich ass posts and that’s that |
I can make that thang wet like a sponge bob |
Wishin that she present I be standing man that’s so hard |
We got all the haters in the club and they be so large |
Baby moma’s all over ya boy so they be so hot |
I’m nothing like that emcee but the ladies call me Hammerer |
When I’m in the Vet they say I’m known to be the Damager |
Juicy J the couple hour bangin bangin Standarler |
And I don’t pump no hoes off up in my rubber like you Scavengers |
Is there no parkin the club still poppin the party ain’t stopping |
Juicy got some hoes from North North the toppin |
Topless they rockin concerned about yo pockets |
Knowin the character poppin they eyes up out they sockets |
Watch them they sneaky I compare them to slinkies |
Stretch a hoe as far as she can go and she get more pinky |
Believe me I done been through it with these hoes |
And only 20 years old I see more than that I behold |
And ain’t got shit for these face pretty faces and straight bodies |
That be them bitches actin all ignorant ruining the party |
I need a ride or die all on my side that’s always down to smoke |
When it’s time to fuck I want her clothes to beat mines to the floor |
Take me by surprise make sure I keep my eyes on the prize |
Extra sweet southern style can’t wait to get between them thighs |
C’mon baby let’s go hit the room I know you won’t regret |
Check all early neath the mattress soakin in a pool of sweat |