Penthouse Players Clique - I'm A Playa lyrics

[PPC 1] Yeahh.. bout time the troops do it, stay true with another flow So I keep it fluid, stack to stack, but still I flip this hoe You know like I know players do playin why you push me? Can't be goin out like no trick just cause of my love for good p**y Brown-skinned and body like BOW BOW has to have it (gots to) But breakin myself for a hoe? Nah that's that silly rabbit And I'm not here Slim Jim's a choosy fellow And I got my choice, do you hear me baby? Hello! Nah, I ain't clownin just remindin you of the fact When you met this black young playa, you met a mack And I only say that, cause b**hes tell me everyday "You can have all you want, long as I can come and play" Now if I got it like that, then I'm mackin to the tune Don't make an a** out of u and me just cause you a**ume Yeah it might be to get her home to groan, no I ain't rich But one thing's for god damn sure, I'm a playa b**h [Chorus x3: PPC] I'm a playa, b*tch! I thought you knew Like every other playa, in my crew [PPC 2] Eloquent, slick, saavy conversation Undoubtedly makes me pimp of the nation A power playa, conclusively describes me So when you hear the term refer to PPC s**ers speculated, on how a true playa chilled But didn't peep the real but had their hands in the till So how you figure n***a you can bullsh** a bullsh**ter One hit I got the one-hitter quitter Three hundred and thirty-degrees of jungle fever f** black p**y, I don't want y'all either Got me an Italian b**h, on my diggy diggy dick I'm thinkin about sellin out cause all you black hoes trippin So what's my occupation? Yo, I sell p**y hoes I got a boost a nympho dick s**a Taught her every single way to play a motherf**er If you proper doppa zoppa you gon' slang that a** [Chorus] [PPC 1] Oh yeah, now Pimpin Carl, told me to kick the hoes to the curb Any disrespectin b**h I diss gets what a b**h deserves I met this tender, golden skin, green eyes, thick and lean Baby told me she was twenty but b**h was only seventeen But the p**y, that sh** was like angel food cake And I woulda ate it, but that woulda been a fatal mistake Baby came to the Penthouse tried to clown me with my girl I ain't been up in you b**h, so why you rockin my world? Now my lady didn't trip, she just stayed in her place Like a lady's supposed to, and I shut the door in the young b**h's face Next time break it from the top serve me not from the bottom I know you know I know you know b**hes b**h I got em I makes love to my lady and f** my b**hes swell I treat my lady like a b**h sometimes but she can't tell So this is from me to you, I know which is which So call me when you're twenty-two, cause I'm a playa b**h [Chorus] [PPC 2] I told you befo' just like I'm tellin you now We all can co-exist without a motherf**in twist I'm a P.I.M.P. - Positive Image Makin Progress f** the dumb sh** I kicks that fly sh** For you b**hes, I got my hand in the p**y jar So who's next to get kicked out the car Of this money back guaranteed b**h getter Smooth hoe stealer, chug-a-luggin on a Miller I got the bank, finesse, looks and brains And a big fat black long ding-a-ling So tally ho, tally ho, said it befo' No insubordination out of my hoes If you steppin this way girl you payin what you weigh That's what my playa buddy RaeRae used to always say Cause I'ma Trojan, and I'm rollin like Nolan And best believe girl the car ain't stolen!