Paul Wall, Three 6 Mafia - I'm a Playa lyrics

Yessir, SwishaHouse!
DJ Paul and Juicy J productions
Paul Wall, SwishaHouse, Hypnotize Minds
Three 6 Maf-i-UHH! It's goin down

Eighty-fo's (eighty-fo's) candy paint (candy paint)
Switchin lanes
(switchin lanes) sippin drank (sippin drank)

It's Paul Wall baby yeah that's me
These hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
Princess cuts all on my neck and on
My wrist and in my mouth
Do's open, do's close
Where's the camera I'll strike a pose
I'm still ridin on elbows
In eighty-threes and eighty-fo's
The gangsta slab is what I flip
Woodgrain is what I grip
That purple drank is what I sip
In my cell phone keep a chip


I'm talkin bid'ness I put it down
I'm choppin blades and I'm poppin shrooms
I'm from the land of that fry smoke
Got plex I got the pump
Weighted trunk and chunk the deuce
Keep it movin I'm on the prowl
I'm on the hunt for some one night love
Best believe that it's goin down
Money and hoes, cars and clothes
Diamond rings and ice grills
SwishaHouse we keep it trill
And hold it down baby what's the deal

Eighty-fo's (eighty-fo's) candy paint (candy paint)
Switchin lanes
(switchin lanes) sippin drank (sippin drank)

We put them 47 inch jelly
Screens in them Escalade
We po' that purple drank straight
Up like it's that Kool-Aid
We like them girls that eat it
Up and never be afraid
While you cry but ask how
They givin up the fade
Ye ain't got screens if
They ain't touch screen
With the removable screen
Lookin mean on the scene
When hoes see me they
Sayin everybody ain't able
Cause, I turned the back of my
Caddy pickup into a pool table

Juicy J, I'm the mayne, got the G's
Fuck the fame
See a lil' freak, run some game
And she goin I'mma take some brain
I'm on the slab, posted up
White Cadillac with the white guts
I'm on the scene, drankin lean
Mixed with Spirte in a plastic cup
I'm from the hood, call it North
Where Project Pat went to jail and court
But now he back on the Southern bricks
We gon' drink a lot and players smoke Newport
Uptown, hit the blush
Or watch these diamonds blind you up
Nothin but self made millionaires so you
? can shut the fuuuuuuuuuck

Eighty-fo's (eighty-fo's) candy paint (candy paint)
Switchin lanes
(switchin lanes) sippin drank (sippin drank)

I got a deep freezer up on my
Neck and sno-cones up in my ear
A ice tray up in my mouth
I'm lookin somethin like a chandelier
You can call me the ice man
I cause a blizzard every time I breathe
Posted up on that South Lee
With Big Mix and my boy Lil' Heat
Where's the drank I'm runnin low
Cabbage Head told me it's a drought
But not to worry dough never doubt
I'll go to the doctor with a cough
It's Paul Wall baby that's my name
Fly like a plane what it do
I drop the top of my potnah plaque and
Chunk the deuce to that boy Gooch
Just like a midget I'm sittin low
And like a snail I'm crawlin slow
Where's Mike, where's Bawdy
He on the grind ducked on the low
Yeah I like my music slow
Yeah I like my drink mud
I'm chopped up by Michael Watts
It's Paul Wall baby that's what's up

Eighty-fo's (eighty-fo's) candy paint (candy paint)
Switchin lanes
(switchin lanes) sippin drank (sippin drank)

I'm a playa, ain't no doubt
Hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt
Hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt
Hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
I'm a playa, ain't no doubt
Hoes wanna know what I'm 'bout
I'm a playa, I'm a playa, I'm a playa
I'm a playa