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• Artiste: Lil' O
• Titre: Playas Get Chose
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(feat. Big Moe, Hawk, Mr.3-2) Hey, hey. Take it from a thug take it from a thug [Chorus x2: Big Moe] Thug niggas never sweat these hoes Cause playas always get chose See you ain't gotta trick yo' doe, fa real you gone hit playa take it from a pro [Mr.3-2] Now players, never, sweat these hoes Spittin game at em' while i'm riding on vouges Steady getting in clothes like I borrowed em' off em' Broads love the way this big boss be flossing Now see in 99 I let a hoe be a hoe She won't, leave me alone keep calling my primeco I got her lined up, for givin' me the twat Just, cause, your baby daddy on lock My game don't stop some of these broads is crazy Running around saying she pregnant, with my baby Wanting to be my lady put her pack in mercedes For the year two tripple O mann these boppers can't fade me And lately I been knocking them out by the dozen Her her sister and her fine lil cousin All in the same week mann these broads is freaks Better keep a condom on and leave these broads in the street [Chorus x2: Big Moe] [Lil' O] I don't trick to hoes , I stick Dick to hoes Face down ass up with their hips exposed Bust a nut wash my dick grab my shit then go Then I tell them let them other suckers get your clothes Then I slide out the doe cause i'm raw like that Scratch off in the lex cause I ball like that But I ain't trippin cause I know the way I tore her back That she can't wait for a playa just to call her back Then I hit the club ballin with a bad attitude Hoes like who you think you is, i'm like bitch who is you I'm Lil' O 8900 Braeswood boo And baby all you broads beneath me like you under my shoe Cause I know the playa rules and bite boppers ankles off with gator Shoes and ball till I fall and give all you broads the blues Da fat rat wit the cheese make me front the club or two you know what We gone do [Chorus x2: Big Moe] [Big H.A.W.K.] Every thangs looking lovely champaine caviare sipping bubbley Not carein' what you hoes thinking of me Cause the girls, the girls the girls they love me want to rub me But yall ugly they just love a mack Take a second look back give a asthma attack After all that i'm in the kiddie kat We like FAT PAT, hold up on all that Drop the chit chat bagg back, bagg back Serve em' like a mama give her baby semilac These hoes just wanna get sexual With this suave, devernaire, intellectual After the sexual on the chase for paper And all my ex bitches yea they got the papers Paper chaser, bad broad heart breaker Is it me you love or is it my navigator Perpatrator, I don't carry a wallet have em' break a bitch college why cry for knowlege So you're just another caught up as hoe Trying to play pro as you got no doe fa sho [Chorus: till fade] (Thanks to C. Valle're for these lyrics)