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See Willo, I ain't even trying to be fly on this one
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I'm just being real wit ya (just being real baby)
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One bitch, just ain't gon cut it for me
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[Hook x2: Chad Jones]
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I got my main bitch, I got my mistress
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I got my young hoe, uh-oh
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I know, it sounds cool
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But that's how us playas roll, uh-oh ay-ay
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[Lil' O:]
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Now from the halls of Manu Zuma, to the South of the seas
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You ain't never met a playa, like Fat Rat Wit Da Cheeze
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And I don't fucked some of the baddest hoes, you niggaz done seen
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I'm a pussy beating ass slapping, cot wolverine
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Cause a fiend I mean pussy, on a regular basis
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And have her sixty-booing, with the regular faces
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I like to switch it up, when I go different places
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So like a true playa man, I keep me three aces
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My main bitch is the shit, with her chocolate ass
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That's why I go get a mill, she'll stop and smash
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She treat a playa like a king, she don't talk no trash
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And she been down for the longest, so I drop some cash
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She get Manolo boots, and sole whole suits
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Baby tell bottom B's, girl you so so cute
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A real playa know a woman's worth, you know O do
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So anything that you want, you won't hear no boo
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[Hook x2]
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[Lil' O:]
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Now you can say that I'm tripping, even out of my mind
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But niggaz been having hoes, since the beginning of time
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And I ain't trying to condone it, like sinning is fine
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But my daddy was a playa, so it's in my bloodline
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And this life of mine I lead, filled by money and weed
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Moving a hundred miles per hour, a nigga pumping for greed
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And this game'll stress you out, cause the niggaz you feed
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So it takes a special girl, to understand all my needs
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And my mistress understand, that I'm a man with power
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That's why she rub me on my back, while I stand in the shower
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Whisper sweet things in my ear, body smelling like flowers
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Then she lick me on my navel, then attend to my tower
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Our relationship is sour, cause sometimes she get hurt
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Then I wanna leave her 'lone, cause I don't think that'll work
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But everytime I see her ass, my jaw drop to the dirt
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Cause my boo one of the baddest, yellas walking the earth
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[Hook x2]
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[Lil' O:]
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My young hoe 20 years old, out of control
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She ain't old enough to drink, but she swallow me whole
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That's my pretty young flower, man the blossom is cold
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And everytime a nigga see it, they stop dropping and roll
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And she go to TSU, but she love skipping class
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I gotta threaten her, and say don't make me get on your ass
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You come home if you want, with some brains at the pad
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You thought Ike was a fool, watch how I put down my last
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She acted like trash, talked wild and loud when I met her
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But fuck it that's my young hoe, she don't know any better
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I introduced her to class, rolling on chrome and leather
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Told her baby be a lady, you'll get treated much better
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She like to reach for my baretta, I say no it's no game
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Baby sit your young ass down hoe, soak up some game
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You think this street life is cool, nigga slanging cocaine
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You better stay your ass in school bitch, and go fix your brain
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Cause that pussy ain't paying, like it use to baby
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And we ain't really big on tricking, you in Houston baby
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Will I keep you maybe, if you keep your flare
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But at least you could say, you got raised by a playa
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[Hook x2]
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My 3 Wives
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Lil' O |