Lil' O – Playas Get Chose (2000) | Track profile | Dork

Lil' O – Playas Get Chose (2000) | Track profile | Dork

Lyrics

Playas Get Chose

(feat. Big Moe, Hawk, Mr.3-2)

[Chorus x2: Big Moe]

Hey heeeeeyyy take it from a pro take it from a proooo

Thug niggas never sweat these hoes cause playas always get chose

We ain't got trick cause yall a know the deal so here playa take it from

A pro

[Mr.3-2]

Now player never sweat these hoes

Spittin game at them while i'm riding on vouges

Had to kick the does like a broad a talking

Broads love the way this big boss be flossing

Now see 99 I let a hoe be a hoe

They wan't leave me alone keep calling my prime co

See I like her and she see the drop

Just cause your baby daddy on lock

My game don't stop some of these broads be scraping

Running around saying she pregnant with my baby

Wanting to be my lady put her pack in my mercedes

For the year two tripple O mann these bopper 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 peep these broads are 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 it's Big Dick to hoes

Face down ass up with their kits exposed

Bust a nut wash my dick grab my shit then go

Then I tell them let the mother suckers get your clothes

Then I slide out the doe cause i'm raw like that

Scratch out in the lex cause I ball like that

But I ain't trippin cause I know the way I talk my 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 public crew you know what We gon

Do

[Chorus x2: Big Moe]

[Big Hawk]

Every thangs looking lovely champaine caviare sipping bubbley

And I can 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 man

Take a second hoodrat and give her eye contact

After all that i'm in the kiddie kat

You knock FAT PAT whole up on all that

Drop the chit chat back back back back

Serve them like a mama give them baby semilac

These hoes just wanna get sexual

With this squad devernaire intellectual

After sexual on their chance to paper

And all my ex bitches yea they got that paper

Paper chaser bad thug heart breaker

Is it me you love or is it my navigator

Perpatrator I don't carry a wallet

After I 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 fo shoe

[Chorus: till fade]

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