Testo Playboy - Richie Rich
Testo della canzone Playboy (Richie Rich), tratta dall'album The Game
[Intro: Rasp & (Dru Hill)
Come out and play
(Playboy, playboy)
What you know about that?
All bad bitches beware, lock windows, lock doors
Fake pimps lock hoes
Niggas with diet game, too late, store closed
Real bitches fuck with these and not those
When I'm at the club and they pop the do's
Nigga keep your eyes open, watch the hoes
Could it be the walk, food, the shoes, or the clothes
Or maybe they be bound to the game I throw
Mr. Raspy, genuine, into mine
When I'm on the field, keep 'em on the sideline
That soft shit, you spit, it ain't tight
I never known the hoes to bite on game light
Plus it ain't right
To slide through a nest fish
Lorenz a dish and dip with the best fish
Trick I shoot sticks, like Marcus Ray, boy
I bring it to life, cause I'm a true playboy
Playboy, he's running the game straight raw
Playboy, he's giving you much, much more
Playboy, he's running the game straight raw
Playboy, he's giving you much, much more
I just knocked a Euro bitch in the Maserati
See rich pimp hoes in tennis shoes and gym clothes
Got the Buddha bitch who got ass like she black
Love to fuck me, Bruce Lee sucky sucky
See I run hoes of all nationalities
And when I'm in the zone, her breast might be silicone
Might catch me on the stroll with a bad bitch
I'm checking loot nigga, listen to the game I shoot
When I'm out alone, I seem to knock straight hoes
Be on the low low, but niggas screaming, "That's they ho!"
You come and get this bitch, cause double R got more
And what I do, my stable stay stuffed like a ho
I put my vocal on it, they call me Raspy nigga
Nine hoes, fine hoes, don't even ask me nigga
I ace 'em up, my shoes while bitches lace 'em up
It's the real McCoy, I'm OG playboy, fool
Playboy, he's running the game straight raw
Playboy, he's giving you much, much more
Playboy, he's running the game straight raw
Playboy, he's giving you much, much more
Since I'm gonna be, here's a map for the wanna be's
The game pick a nigga that's slick and weigh quick
Why push 19's when I can slip on dubs
And check this, once or twice a day switch fits
Be a heat packer, safe from the street jacker
Rock ice, the type of cat to hit a block twice
Call her once, sack runner baby, no fronts
Smoke blunts, only let her hit the light once
Be a payer, so damn different than a player
The first one, he be the worst one
Bitches to the left, me and this cat, Hugh Hef'
Play me, you lose the L and pay me in shell toes
That's the type of shit I tell hoes
Prefer puppies, drown 'em in game like guppies
Now they swimming, straight laced, born to chase women
Play it slow, my lifestyle smooth as a Trojan, nigga
Playboy, he's running the game straight raw
Playboy, he's giving you much, much more
Playboy, he's running the game straight raw
Playboy, he's giving you much, much more
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Writer(s): Margaret Rich
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