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Playboy (Don't Hate Me)

アーティスト:Big Tymers  アルバム:How You Love That 

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[Lil' Wayne] What, what what, what, huh Huh, huh, Big Tymers, huh Better act like you know it I be comin wit' it And you saw Wayne from a distance in the Expedition I'm on chrome, 20 inches you know who I be Oh yes, you know me 4 feet, millionaire, that's H-O-T Whoa-ty, slow down, you might be a hater Slippin' 'tal in your drawers, Hot Boy ______ Get up, Cardion, lobster regular And you can call me on my cell-ular, what? Celebrate and pop the Don P Beep, that's me that drop the funk beat, uh uh Me and Lil' Travis stun'n hard off 'less my daddy grab it I got a Roley on my wrist with 10 karats And I'ma shine but I'm still bout blastin', huh? Nigga rollin' short about paper Bedroom, 2nd floor, in the 'vator I'm a superstar (star), money makin' pimp Up in the double R (R), just me and Slim I'm getting cheesed by the milk stackin' cake, boy Cash Money, how you luv that, playboy (playboy)? Don't hate me, baby cause I'm beautiful 3x How you luv that, playboy? [Verse 2] We go lights, action, camera We here to hammer ya Go ask Pamela or your baby momma Lil' Tamera Feel like a samurai or Zorro Rich niggas don't borrow Cut a check or wait til the bank open tomorrow Look at ya sorrow, ends gotta meet, kids gotta eat While we make a meal, rhymin' in and out of beat Am I to see shit? Don't even look for it, it's way off Concerts sellin' out like Chicago Bulls playoffs So stay off the ground cause it's dangerous, whoa-ty Too many riches, these bitches don't, won't hang with us, whoa-ty It's a gang of us, whoa-ty You see one everywhere you go, ain't no thang with us, whoa-ty You get it either it show We go to the bank so much, bitch, we got a bedroom With hoes countin' money and


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