Product of a Playa Songtext
von UnoTheActivist
Product of a Playa Songtext
(M-M-M-McCoy)
(I got my work from a narco′)
Hm-hm
Yeah, see what I mean (what?)
I was a (what?)
Product of a player
I'm a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my fingers, I can′t hold your hand (phew, dig)
Wait, I'll put you right in a Bentley, outside Bentleys and Lambs' (phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, but it′s more like Atlantastan (yeah)
Yeah, I′ll kill you where you stand (what? Phew)
Fuck all you players (dig, woof)
Bitch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain′t playing (woof, woof)
Got a good number on the Ps, push 'em across the land (woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams (shh, wait)
Yeah (yeah, what?), Yeah (dig, let′s go)
Trappin' out the bando
Yeah, I′m with P, push a key like piano (P)
P night player, light the top like a candle (phew, phew)
Beatin' down the block with a chop' out the Lambo′ (phew, yeah)
Yeah, beatin′ down your block with the chop' out the Lamb′
Bih' wan′ fuck on me (yeah)
Lil' twat call a ride to see
Lil′ bad bih' wan' suck on that P (that′s P)
Why you do it best? I tell her, "I don′t need that"
Said, "You wanna fuck my bitch?" Need to see that
Countin' in the trap where the money and the weed at
Fish on the jet cost me 13 racks
The way you niggas run that shit gotta clean it (what? Wha)
I′m a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my fingers, I can't hold your hand (phew, dig)
Wait, I′ll put you right in a Bentley, outside Bentleys and Lambs' (phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, but it′s more like Atlantastan (yeah)
Yeah, kill you where you stand (what? Phew)
Fuck all you players (woof, dig)
Bitch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain't playing (woof, woof)
Got a good number on Ps, pushin′ ′em across the land (woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams (far from the cams)
(I got my work from a narco′)
Hm-hm
Yeah, see what I mean (what?)
I was a (what?)
Product of a player
I'm a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my fingers, I can′t hold your hand (phew, dig)
Wait, I'll put you right in a Bentley, outside Bentleys and Lambs' (phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, but it′s more like Atlantastan (yeah)
Yeah, I′ll kill you where you stand (what? Phew)
Fuck all you players (dig, woof)
Bitch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain′t playing (woof, woof)
Got a good number on the Ps, push 'em across the land (woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams (shh, wait)
Yeah (yeah, what?), Yeah (dig, let′s go)
Trappin' out the bando
Yeah, I′m with P, push a key like piano (P)
P night player, light the top like a candle (phew, phew)
Beatin' down the block with a chop' out the Lambo′ (phew, yeah)
Yeah, beatin′ down your block with the chop' out the Lamb′
Bih' wan′ fuck on me (yeah)
Lil' twat call a ride to see
Lil′ bad bih' wan' suck on that P (that′s P)
Why you do it best? I tell her, "I don′t need that"
Said, "You wanna fuck my bitch?" Need to see that
Countin' in the trap where the money and the weed at
Fish on the jet cost me 13 racks
The way you niggas run that shit gotta clean it (what? Wha)
I′m a product of a player, Elliot ceilings in (yeah, dig)
I got these diamonds on my fingers, I can't hold your hand (phew, dig)
Wait, I′ll put you right in a Bentley, outside Bentleys and Lambs' (phew, dig)
Help me, south side Atlanta, but it′s more like Atlantastan (yeah)
Yeah, kill you where you stand (what? Phew)
Fuck all you players (woof, dig)
Bitch, I'm a product of a player, Ps, I ain't playing (woof, woof)
Got a good number on Ps, pushin′ ′em across the land (woof, woof), ooh
Calls, unknown kills, kill away far from the cams (far from the cams)
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