Playas Punch

Check one, Check two

Damn I'm really making moves

Don't nothing go better than a taco and a brew

Getting heading head from a condo with a view

When she tells me I'm the best

I'm like "What if this is true?"

Much love

Look like five million girls in one club

Murder, murder, murder

O.J. with one glove

And I don't want to fuck that bad

The rum does

You know I get to tripping with the rum does buzz

Not tripping on your man or whatever it once was

I just only need to hit once

Do a little movie

Get a little lunch

You know they say real hoes know how to roll blunts

Don't come around me try pulling those stunts

You've been on my dick

Don't even try to front

I mix grey goose with a cold Playas Punch

And I ain't really had good head in two months

Dom where you been?

Tell em I blew up

And I've got the kind of pockets that'll make you look buff

Last year was cool but it wasn't enough

You know it's something wrong if you see me on the bus

You know it's so right when you see me in the chucks

Got the hard denim jeans

And I'm walking like uh

All the niggas say ho

All the bitches say ow

Just cause you got money don't mean you've got style

I been on this real fly shit for a while

Two sixteens that's thirty-two thou

Get out my way if you ain't trying to get down

Baby keep your head up cause you know I get around

I go pick her up

You know I hit her down

Her man hit me up like

"Ay, you with her now?"

Quit jocking my style

Nigga