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I'm a playa, that's all I'll ever be And they don't, they don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me What'chu you feedin that baby cake Asthma got me on that ass like a license plate Rear end you, whiplash, I didn't see your brakes Monster truck so I'm getting crushed when I'm on the race I ain't a hater, baby, keep your man He gon' spend time wit'chu, cuddle up and hold your hands I'm your playa partna, friend You a groupie, bopper, a fan Doin' the tatter puddy or the hand stand Charm ya before I harm ya Get her 'fore I forget her Strip her 'fore I rip her Sit up before i bent her Break up before I enter I'm tryna see what's in her Teamwork make winners I see ya jockin' while i'm rockin' Peekin' but you ain't speakin on it Juicy mouth, wet, extra spit, no gleakin' on it I'm fienin', tweakin' on it Sick from the dick SongtexteAy girl, I'm a playa, baby... 'Cause I'm a playa, that's all I'll ever be And they don't, they don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me... I'm Town vintage, Oakland original I ride clean, I smoke and I'm pimpin' hoes Started with nothin' and made a whole lot For a long time; I get everything a hoe got And I owe it all to the Town For lacing me, showed a nigga how to get down I got 4 hustles and they all make change "Short, where you get all that game?" From the Eastside Wit' a fine little broad, street meat ride Wit' the purp and the pills, keep me high And the youngstas on the scraper bikes, keep ridin' I'm on the Eastside Home of the infamous Keak da Sneak Been known for pimpin' his freaks for weeks And me, I'm a boss, whatever I do Ay Keak, tell 'em 'bout you 'Cause I'm a playa, that's all I'll ever be And they don't, they don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me... Always been a stunna, always been shinin' Ran with the breezys ever since i start timin' Y'all can have the nickels, all I want is the dimes and I'mma skip the foreplay, straight to the grindin' Give it to her like she never had it before Celly in the building and we all in the doe They don't make 'em no more, they on some other shit, mayne Mad at the game, and it's all on a bitch, mayne I won't explain, you shoulda soaked it, mayne, you know what's up I'm in it for the money but you in it for the nut I got hella bitches and they know about each other You got one bitch and you keep it undercover If a nigga take her from you, then you wanna fight If you not mine, I'll have 10 by tomorrow night Riding shotgun, tryna make more money With a black girl, a señorita, and a snow bunny 'Cause I'm a playa, that's all I'll ever be And they don't, they don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me... It's a time and a place for that gangsta shit Your chick bad, I'mma smack the bitch and yank her quick You doin' it wrong I back her up and get gone, real talk on my songs Right or wrong, banging loyalty, bagging sautéed nuts Like ODB, I like it raw but never when I fuck Like what, the business, gotta give it to her Fresh outta Folsom when I dose 'em, you know how I do her 187 Pure, on the One like Spice Catch me out in Chico with an Asian, yeah, rice for life First class on a Boston flight Tonight, twins I chase suck nice It's a gift to make a dick shoot swift She'll do it on a natural, choosing on a young pimp Trap herself with somethin' limp Sauce, man, butter like she love sautéeing shrimp 'Cause I'm a playa, that's all I'll ever be And they don't, they don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me... 'Cause I'm a playa, that's all I'll ever be And they don't, they don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me They don't make 'em no more like me... Aus Songtexte Mania