Big Tymers - Young Playa lyrics

[Lil Wayne] He he hee I'm a young playa n***a, (what) I get the game from the big tymers, n***a (what, what) Who else? (Speak on it) On the real n***a, on the real n***a Respect the game Cuz I got the game [Lil Wayne] 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 that (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, its cool, that's some change lil sh**e That ain't nothing I ain't doing nothing if I, I ain't stunting Hold up, girl be quiet, Lil Wayne coming [Baby] 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 [Verse 2] 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, n***as couldn't stand it Soon as I left the scene, the women vanished I got it like that Got Rolex, blue sh** hard to say watches Plus I bought all of my n***as 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 do' [Mannie Fresh] Now looky here, young blood Pull yo pants up on yo a** and put that piece of metal up in yo shirt Don't make me get up out this wheel chair and kick yo a** Now keep doing what you doing Go head [Verse 3] 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 Hehehehe it be kicks man Let me get real I'll k** on the battlefield Steal for the scrill I will never leave my clique n***a, I'm to trill I'm a little peepsqueal But I'm a ape in that jungle And if you get it twisted n***a, I'm taking yo lover I mean I'm raping yo lover Leave her taste in my rubber I'm a playa n***a, I'm a playa