Lil Wayne, Big Tymers - Young Playa lyrics
Lil Wayne [Dwayne Michael Carter, Jr.] New Orleans, Louisiana, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Lil Wayne, Big Tymers - Young Playa lyrics]
Haha, haha i'm a young playa nigga (What)
I get the game from the big tymers, nigga
(What, what) who else?
(Speak on it) On the real nigga
On the real nigga
Respect the game, 'cause I got the game
Y'all know who I is
Weezy coming thru in the bubble eye Benz
See me front in back with the wood all around
Plus I got the, boom boom, surround sound
Don't hate on me boy if you do, pow, get down
Come from under my shirt try to
Lift you off the ground
But on the other hand, I'ma key runner man
I got about a hundred coming
Up with three Hummers man we stuntas man
I might stumble across a grand and
Give it to your wifey
And watch how she, slurp
On my pipey like a Icee
I might be in a Range that night
I might be in a Lex watching the game tonight
I got a hundred on Kobe
Hope he playing it right
But if I lose, it's cool
That's some change lil shite
That ain't nothing
I ain't doing nothing if I, I ain't stunting
Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming
Slow yo roll lil one you in glady's bar
And Ms pat and gray head over there
They In the back card gambling
At the bar dranking
But go head, just be quiet with 'em lil one
Broads I use 'em, hatas I bluse 'em
My whole front grill is full of confusion
Got dammit
Weezy pull up in a Porsche, expanded
(Expanded) the top was to the back
Niggas couldn't stand it
Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished
I got it like that
Got Rolex, blue shit, hard to say watches
Plus I bought all of
My niggas Cartier watches
Weezy and his clique leave
With forty b-e-atches
"Million Dollar Man" baby Ted DiBiase
Catch me sippin on some Hen, maybe Covoursier
Sammy, Mario, tody Tez, that's my posse
And what
You might see me dippin' low in a Benz truck
Tell yo girl hello
I done did her, what you muggin me for
Keep playin with me
I'll put a slug in yo door
Now looky here, young blood
Pull yo pants up on yo ass and put
That piece of metal up in yo shirt
Don't make me get up out this
Wheel chair and kick yo ass
Now keep doing what you doing go head
Y'all know me, young playa
Stomp with the big dogs
Play with me boy I give
You cancer like menthol
Cough cough, cough up
Got a cat eye Benz on Brabus
They call us Uptown shiners
Original Hot Boy$ baby, Big Tymers
I spit game
Get in they head, they be like, "Quit Wayne!"
Half hour later, I'm in they split man
Haha haha, it be kicks man, let me get real
I'll kill on the battlefield
Steal for the scrill
I will never leave my clique nigga
I'm to trill i'm a little peepsqueal but I'm
A ape in that jungle
And if you get it twisted, nigga
I'm taking yo lover
I mean I'm raping yo lover
Leave her taste in my rubber
I'm a playa nigga, I'm a playa
I get the game from the big tymers, nigga
(What, what) who else?
(Speak on it) On the real nigga
On the real nigga
Respect the game, 'cause I got the game
Y'all know who I is
Weezy coming thru in the bubble eye Benz
See me front in back with the wood all around
Plus I got the, boom boom, surround sound
Don't hate on me boy if you do, pow, get down
Come from under my shirt try to
Lift you off the ground
But on the other hand, I'ma key runner man
I got about a hundred coming
Up with three Hummers man we stuntas man
I might stumble across a grand and
Give it to your wifey
And watch how she, slurp
On my pipey like a Icee
I might be in a Range that night
I might be in a Lex watching the game tonight
I got a hundred on Kobe
Hope he playing it right
But if I lose, it's cool
That's some change lil shite
That ain't nothing
I ain't doing nothing if I, I ain't stunting
Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming
Slow yo roll lil one you in glady's bar
And Ms pat and gray head over there
They In the back card gambling
At the bar dranking
But go head, just be quiet with 'em lil one
Broads I use 'em, hatas I bluse 'em
My whole front grill is full of confusion
Got dammit
Weezy pull up in a Porsche, expanded
(Expanded) the top was to the back
Niggas couldn't stand it
Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished
I got it like that
Got Rolex, blue shit, hard to say watches
Plus I bought all of
My niggas Cartier watches
Weezy and his clique leave
With forty b-e-atches
"Million Dollar Man" baby Ted DiBiase
Catch me sippin on some Hen, maybe Covoursier
Sammy, Mario, tody Tez, that's my posse
And what
You might see me dippin' low in a Benz truck
Tell yo girl hello
I done did her, what you muggin me for
Keep playin with me
I'll put a slug in yo door
Now looky here, young blood
Pull yo pants up on yo ass and put
That piece of metal up in yo shirt
Don't make me get up out this
Wheel chair and kick yo ass
Now keep doing what you doing go head
Y'all know me, young playa
Stomp with the big dogs
Play with me boy I give
You cancer like menthol
Cough cough, cough up
Got a cat eye Benz on Brabus
They call us Uptown shiners
Original Hot Boy$ baby, Big Tymers
I spit game
Get in they head, they be like, "Quit Wayne!"
Half hour later, I'm in they split man
Haha haha, it be kicks man, let me get real
I'll kill on the battlefield
Steal for the scrill
I will never leave my clique nigga
I'm to trill i'm a little peepsqueal but I'm
A ape in that jungle
And if you get it twisted, nigga
I'm taking yo lover
I mean I'm raping yo lover
Leave her taste in my rubber
I'm a playa nigga, I'm a playa