Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Keep It Playa (Feat. Slim Thug), artist - Pharrell Williams. Album song In My Mind, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.2005
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Star Trak
Song language: English
Keep It Playa (Feat. Slim Thug) |
Say P, man the other day, boy I’m at the club, mane with this broad or whatever. |
I walk in, I see her |
talkin' to some dude or whatever uknowhaimsayin. |
So I-I holler at her, |
I say 'Aye man, check this out |
man, I seen you over there hollarin at ol' boy. |
I ain’t hatin' on that, |
uknowhaimsayin'. |
But I got a |
friend comin' through, too. |
So when you see her, don’t trip, uknowhaimsayin', |
keep it playa mane, |
uknowhaimsayin'. |
So my broad shows up or whatever, mane. |
This girl wanna take a swang at her, |
mane. |
That ain’t right. |
My man favourite record right here |
(uh-uh-uh), (uh-uh-uh) haha, (uh-uh-uh) yessur (uh-uh-uh) P’s chick (uh-uh-uh) |
Before you say it’s cheaper to keep her |
We consider and read her |
Man, she might be the type that want P to feed her |
She wants a little cheaper, a little margarita |
Mane, them draws comin' off when she see the two-seater |
So put your Porche up, (uh) |
Get your divorce up, (uh) |
I’m sure she’ll sign it when she seen me put my doors up |
Mane, them niggas only wanna mother-fucker here |
She threw her heels in the ocean, so she stuck to chill |
The trunk is still, hopin' there’s something between ya |
Now she laughin' how she took your ass to the cleaners |
Mane, I’m on your side, not tryna inconvient |
Just know we got them mean keys in them plastic meaners |
So keep it player dawg, |
Don’t make me say it, naw |
Do something drastic, know that plastic heavy weighing, dawg |
If it ain’t music, or this money, I don’t play at all |
And she ain’t either, so that means she doesn’t weight at all |
Now we can both post sip or keep it playa mane |
And we can both pull a misses, keep it playa mane |
Or we grind our wrists and keep it playa mane |
Or you can scram cocksuck if you a hater mane |
I keep 'em ladies going uh-uh-uh, |
uh-uh-uh (haa), uh-uh-uh (yea), uh-uh-uh |
I’m a grown mane, Thug ain’t the one to play no games with ya |
Thug the one to call and come get out the chain with ya |
And hang with ya, when ya full of Patrone |
And oh yeah, brang one of ya cute partnas along |
Because I’m only 25, and still going live |
I got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside |
I wake up and gotta pick which car I’ma drive |
The Doubble R 760, or the 645, I’m |
Havin' thangs, mane, check out the chain |
Money aint never been a thang |
You see watch and the rang (the watch and the rang) |
Rocks the nicest, never seen nuthin' like this |
I’ma Boss I on' ask what it cost, my life priceless |
Baby girl you might just |
Get the shatter shine |
Long as you not selfish or learn to share sometimes |
And of course I’m still you’res and you’re still mine |
But you can’t be a hater, mane |
You gotta keep it playa, mane |
They say JLo shouldn’t show her ass and all |
Knowin' the worst thing could happen is a nigga could palm |
Now my angent sayin' the only way that he could be calm |
I put a hundred mil on each song, like my name was LaBron (whaa) |
Not the ice, my beat is worth more |
Attractive like a whole damn Jacob store |
See niggas hate you more when you take they broad |
But his girl looked in my ear and seen her matrix door |
Dude’s is foolish, they hues us to chew us |
I mean, the smirfs, the green, the rocks is so bluish |
You can’t out bling me, or BBC jean me |
You ain’t got no vibe, you can go and ask MiMi |
I think and relay it |
I blink and PJ it |
You wanna make fast bucks, take this and Ebay it |
And all you Phantom owners know why you can’t stand me |
Got one in Virigina 'nother one in Miami |
Yessur |