Smoke One Productions - Playerz Night Out lyrics

(music plays in back) [Chorus] O-OH-O-O-OH-O-OH It's the playerz night O-OH-O-O-OH-O-OH it's the players night [Eightball] I'm just loungin, coolin, maxin in the studio Drankin on the yak, smokin fat mac indo Five-o, droptop, watermelon flip flop Put her to the floor and watch how fast that a** drop Oh my god the sun is out I feel like ridin G, (MJG- meet me up at Pressure world) Alright n***a(MJG-Peace n***a) Pull up at pressure world blowin on the fat one I'm cool with everyone but still pack a fat gun I gotta meet my n***a MJG ya know He said he got the hook up with a couple of west Memphis hoes [MJG] Two hoes takin off they clothes Given up they mouth to the pimps of the house Got seveteen dollars in my tank and I think if the hoes wanna have Dranks But we ain't cuzz we can't waste time on a hotcap sh** like ridin with a b**h all in my lap I got pimp sh** planned for the nine-fo How the f** you figure I coming through the front door Roll me spliff with the tip up to my mouth Fire dat b**h up cuzz its players night out [Chorus: x2] [Eightball] Yeah you know where I'm headin fool Straight to the n***a with the herbs I gotta smoke a spliff So I can calm my nerves Full of yak But a n***a ain't drunk yet Waitin on a beep from this ho I just met She's a star so I gotta get her put the mack down tight So I know I'm gonna hit her Split her, then get up and leave the ho bitter Cuzz I play her like myself does not want to get her Its still kinda early and I'm losing my buzz Stop by the crib smoke a spliff in the hot tub MJG is in the den gettin chwed on That n***a must be drunk he still got his shoes on I gotta broad in the kitchen cookin steaks I'm puttin on my clothes and I'm bout to hit the highway I got to get out this muthaf**in house so I can splurge On this playerz night out [Chorus:x2] [MJG] Ahhh sh** Just got hit with a heavy quantity of bud Hit the chevy, as I flip to the mall scopin out the b**hes On the strip Shorts glued down to they hips Gotta a special kinda cup for my cognac Cuzz I lean back, take a sip, and show these hoes where my love at Ridin down the avenue followin a stranga Stack it to the wall as I fire up another blunt MJG druker than a muthaf**in fish with thirty-seven b**hes in my dick I got another destination ain't no use in chillin wit these hoes Cuzz b**hes want riches And I Being the type of hustler that I am really don't give a god damn B-U-S-I-N-E-double S is what I'm all about Put'em in a middle of a playaz night out (singing in the back)x2 Just a G Just a Pimp [Chorus:x2]