Scott Storch - Play On Playa lyrics

[Produced by Scott Storch] [Intro] Uh, light somethin', stop frontin' [Verse 1: Nas] How much money's enough? Think maybe like a trillion figures Pray my daughter don't wild like the Hilton sisters That'd k** me yo, filthy rich My daughter pa** it onto the next generation Throwing carnations at my tombstone In my new home, meet Mom's in my Yves Saint Laurent suit on Then we do a dance Like my man Luther jam, but my verse came first I stole change out her purse, now I wanna dig her up Outta the earth, too morbid, lean forward Toward a new paragraph, Blue carrots, D-cla** Strictly that kush in the weed bags Tryna' figure out what Barry Gordie had put in production Studio's smokey now, hard like Davin Ruffin Hit a spliff through a seance, and uh, play on, playa [Hook: Snoop Dogg] Finest females I spit game on, I sprayed her Gotta' get your papes on, play on, playa Before it's all gone, sip Don, tip waiters Do y'all thing, ménage, swing, baby Spend dubs on your bruhs, gotta live crazy Finest females I spit game on, I sprayed her Get your papes on, play on, playa Get your papes on, play on, playa [Verse 2: Nas] Ruby red grapefruit juice with Grey Goose Rubies in the Jesus piece, pimped out like Snoopy But a East Coast thing, my girl's stocking Tied up in a knot top of my bean head Billion dollar dream head, went from triple beams to digitals Servin' fiends to minimal, sixty G's No criminal, no mo', just mo' dough Mimosas pouring, Oprah's earrings On fingers while your girl performs cunnilingus ‘Cause this big money aroma lingers Barber cleans his blade, then they give me a fade Hot towel on the face, hot models who vomit After they eat so they can stay lightweight Swallowin' my protein like an Ovaltine shake Come through like Mo Green from Godfather, so clean Where I step I 'Clorox it', keep twenty G's On both sides of the thighs, that's four pockets Eighty thou to browse for the nicest price But we ain't into buyin' conflict ice That's the sh** they stole from the Congo, and other black soil True mack fo' you, nappy hair just spinning Honey gave me a ma**age with a happy ending Finest females, I just came on and sprayed her Got to get your papes on, play on, playa [Hook] [Verse 3: Snoop] It's kinda hard for a playa like you But let me show you how a n***a like me get revenue What you never do is punk out, what you better do Never let the game get ahead of you, get a better view Better yet, a better crew, praise God, I'm a marry you Get ya holy, carry you, bury you, slowly Roll me another blunt, stuff it Lick it, puff it, tuck it, f** it That man, that game, that thing it busts In D-O-Double-G we trust Yup, yup, young loc with the two steps He creepin' with two TEC's, they sleepin' with two chicks Right before we blast, all you heard was two clicks (Bloaw!) End of existence, for instance Rewind, replay it, re-chop it, remix it, re-twist it Goddamn, D-O-Double-G, cuz, we missed it Travel slow, I'm an Indian, but not a Navajo I smoke the big leaf, end all the big beefs My hair in two braids, I'm the big chief La-da-da, be-da-ba-da… Yeah, break that down, how fresh you are? The king from Queens, Mr. Escobar Connect with the best from the West, yes-yes, you are Oh my God, it's Snoop Dogg and Nas; playa, play on