Too Playa

Migos, 2 Chainz2018年1月26日

Too Playa (Clean) - Migos/2 Chainz

Written by:Quavious Marshall/Kiari Cephus/Kirsnick Ball/Daryl "DJ Durel" McPherson

Producer:Quavo/DJ Durel



The way we put this sh*t together you know what I mean


Huncho and Durel made the beat you know what I mean


I got this man on saxophone


You know what I mean he blowing them keys


You know we keep keys


The right way you dig


The way we put this Culture sh*t together


It's like a new wave generation way


Yeah feel like 3K Andre with my way Huncho


She f**k with the gang she f**k with the team


She like to do percocets then I put her on lean


She got little perky breasts I put a little ice on the flex

She got a little turkey neck neck neck neck neck


Don't look at that skeleton too long might drown


My ni**a got felonies let him out right now


I'm in Miami like a Zoe Pound


Call a Zoey dollar jet ski water clowns

Wrist spending tabs


Niggas spending fast 150 cash 50 cash


Yeah large y'all ni**a talk too hard


We pull your card pull up and chop down yards


Fish bowl same size fish tank yeah


Big bank same size as his bank yeah


My b**ch way better than his b**ch yeah


We too playa we too we too playa


Yeah we too playa we too we too playa


Yeah we too playa yeah we too playa


Woo we too playa we too we too playa


Ay we too playa yeah we too playa


Said I got a big scale same size as his scale yeah


All this watered down might could sell it to a whale yeah

Post on the shore like the seashell yeah


We too playa yeah we too playa


Play a circle down my first squad but you already knew that


Ni**a claim he got a million dollars but I already blew that

Donatella on the bootstrap whole crew got a Tru tat

Whole crew got a Tru chain lay it back now I move same

100 thousand in a blue flame cross a ni**a like a spiritual


Before rap I was in the trap and my record was criminal


Baby girl got that water park when she get up she left a water mark

Black Patek Philippe motherf**kers like Armor All


OK now all in all got it from wall to wall


Took it from mall to mall dropped it from stall to stall


Sh*tting on niggas subliminally all of my shoes are from Italy


Hard top crews no Kennedy she'll pay cash no penalty

Marble all my floors blue strip on my rolls


If the money fold that mean the d**e ain't sold


I like it straight the men ain't gotta debate


Ice on stakes pull up with a serious face


The way these hoes like to film a ni**a Lorenz Tate


I won't even let you film a ni**a without seeing tape


Yeah that's my brother work but I gotta play harder


Tryna be like the Carters gotta be like the Carters

Said I got a big scale same size as his scale yeah


Post on the shore like the seashell yeah


We too playa yeah we too playa


I am a player and no I ain't playing fair

Swear they shaking like some dreads

Oh that mean we got 'em scared

Look up at your man's head tell me what color that dot is

Dot on his head is red get popped

For some sh*t that your brother did


I love my mama never change your honor

So I gotta let his mama live


I beat the pot up like Adrien Broner make him vanish David Copperfield


Came in the game and was independent

They was screaming out that we ain't got a deal

Said I ain't playing this the face I make

When I call my plug and he ain't got a sell

5 4 3 2 1 my name is Takeoff I'm outta here

Open the door when they got in there

Why'd I pick up the silencer


Shoot it up to the analogist


Ballin' but they keep callin' us


And ain't no stoppin' us try to see the apocalypse

Said I got a big scale same size as his scale yeah


We too playa yeah we too playa


New Moncler throwin' salt on a playa


Save the salt for the snails


Or the rocks in my ear


Put you in the Bentley brand new Selena


She a bad b**ch I seen her


I'm flooded call FEMA


I do it the best I am too playa to stress


Drip like the mayor more or less

I like your b**ch I caress


Dry down the stick ni**a hush

Codeine syrup a must


Wraith with the peppermint guts


He sweet he keep holding nuts


Your b**ch is a throwaway mutt