That money on flow, I can't stress a hoe, bitch I'm a player forever
I'm booked and I'm busy all up in the city, got money all up in my schedule
I might tell you a joke, I'm cool but a lie, I can't een' tell you
You can say what you want but these niggas gone die if they don't get the message
I hate to go do em', Kriss Vec' on the Glock, but I gotta go stretch em'
Talking crazy I'll make the Glock go Faaah, cuz I'm far from a regular
It's hammer time lil' bro
Go get ya' nail on
Bro gon' step with Chanels on
Was sitting all day in a hell hole, and some ole' ass nigga teaching what we don't care for
I call this hoe Velvet this lil' hoe a redbone
So much ass in them jeans this hoe gotta belt on
Her friends in her ear, what the f*ck they gon' tell on
I can't stand y'all lil' hoes, y'all can gon' get the hell on
Hoe I been grinding for real
As you can see, these diamonds on me, them big bitches shining for real
Nigga act like a Fe', boss up to a G, you'll f*ck round' and pop it
Home of the drank, want me a slab, I'm in the H, I keep me a rocket
I stay at the bank, I stay in the lab and y'all niggas can't so y'all need to stop it
We can't een' chop it
Chopper get hot and it turn to a Taki
The hoe coming back cuz' she know I got options
Oh you want you some gas?, I know brodie got it
Stood on ten, y'all been bitch
I was touching money since I was a jitt
Taught to go find a way and make a play fo' yo' ass sit on yo' dick
This some playa' music fa' the hustlers too
Bout' some pape go and get some ambition
F*ck with the gang, put em' in pain, f*ck round' have a nigga missing
Nah for real
That money on flow, I can't stress a hoe, bitch I'm a player forever
I'm booked and I'm busy all up in the city, got money all up in my schedule
I might tell you a joke, I'm cool but a lie, I can't even tell you
You can say what you want but these niggas gone die if they don't get the message
YNA DK - Playa 4 Ever Lyrics
YNA DK - Playa 4 Ever Lyrics
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That money on flow, I can't stress a hoe, bitch I'm a player forever
I'm booked and I'm busy all up in the city, got money all up in my schedule
I might tell you a joke, I'm cool but a lie, I can't een' tell you
You can say what you want but these niggas gone die if they don't get the message
I hate to go do em', Kriss Vec' on the Glock, but I gotta go stretch em'
Talking crazy I'll make the Glock go Faaah, cuz I'm far from a regular
It's hammer time lil' bro
Go get ya' nail on
Bro gon' step with Chanels on
Was sitting all day in a hell hole, and some ole' ass nigga teaching what we don't care for
I call this hoe Velvet this lil' hoe a redbone
So much ass in them jeans this hoe gotta belt on
Her friends in her ear, what the f*ck they gon' tell on
I can't stand y'all lil' hoes, y'all can gon' get the hell on
Hoe I been grinding for real
As you can see, these diamonds on me, them big bitches shining for real
Nigga act like a Fe', boss up to a G, you'll f*ck round' and pop it
Home of the drank, want me a slab, I'm in the H, I keep me a rocket
I stay at the bank, I stay in the lab and y'all niggas can't so y'all need to stop it
We can't een' chop it
Chopper get hot and it turn to a Taki
The hoe coming back cuz' she know I got options
Oh you want you some gas?, I know brodie got it
Stood on ten, y'all been bitch
I was touching money since I was a jitt
Taught to go find a way and make a play fo' yo' ass sit on yo' dick
This some playa' music fa' the hustlers too
Bout' some pape go and get some ambition
F*ck with the gang, put em' in pain, f*ck round' have a nigga missing
Nah for real
That money on flow, I can't stress a hoe, bitch I'm a player forever
I'm booked and I'm busy all up in the city, got money all up in my schedule
I might tell you a joke, I'm cool but a lie, I can't even tell you
You can say what you want but these niggas gone die if they don't get the message
I'm booked and I'm busy all up in the city, got money all up in my schedule
I might tell you a joke, I'm cool but a lie, I can't een' tell you
You can say what you want but these niggas gone die if they don't get the message
I hate to go do em', Kriss Vec' on the Glock, but I gotta go stretch em'
Talking crazy I'll make the Glock go Faaah, cuz I'm far from a regular
It's hammer time lil' bro
Go get ya' nail on
Bro gon' step with Chanels on
Was sitting all day in a hell hole, and some ole' ass nigga teaching what we don't care for
I call this hoe Velvet this lil' hoe a redbone
So much ass in them jeans this hoe gotta belt on
Her friends in her ear, what the f*ck they gon' tell on
I can't stand y'all lil' hoes, y'all can gon' get the hell on
Hoe I been grinding for real
As you can see, these diamonds on me, them big bitches shining for real
Nigga act like a Fe', boss up to a G, you'll f*ck round' and pop it
Home of the drank, want me a slab, I'm in the H, I keep me a rocket
I stay at the bank, I stay in the lab and y'all niggas can't so y'all need to stop it
We can't een' chop it
Chopper get hot and it turn to a Taki
The hoe coming back cuz' she know I got options
Oh you want you some gas?, I know brodie got it
Stood on ten, y'all been bitch
I was touching money since I was a jitt
Taught to go find a way and make a play fo' yo' ass sit on yo' dick
This some playa' music fa' the hustlers too
Bout' some pape go and get some ambition
F*ck with the gang, put em' in pain, f*ck round' have a nigga missing
Nah for real
That money on flow, I can't stress a hoe, bitch I'm a player forever
I'm booked and I'm busy all up in the city, got money all up in my schedule
I might tell you a joke, I'm cool but a lie, I can't even tell you
You can say what you want but these niggas gone die if they don't get the message
Writer: Del'Keith Batiste-Ryals
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