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Playa hayta

by Saafir. Buy album CD: Boxcar Sessions

It's best you let me wander or I'll taunt
Ya with my brain
I'm the editor-in-chief,
The leaf-a-rap a dope shit, antique
Rope kits for the hang time, a
heinous crime
'Cause I drain his mind. Open it up,
The same as mine, not the same ass
Nickel plated statements with nickel
Knuckle faded faces. No matter what
the Race is I hope ya cockpit got shit,
I stock
Hits. Inventory glorious. I owe me this
I'm on my homies shit - the homeless
This skill is real when I attack from
Back I'll say a rhyme then pull your
Cord from your torso, more so or
Yet more or less it's not an option
I'm coppin'
A plea seizing a shop and hopin' a
A blow of the past. If not, I'll be
His ass away. J. Groove is on the cross, I'm
The heavyweight fader of a playa

Analysis is deep, forever on the peep
and I'm
The best, the crest of the ho shit...
You can't manifest destiny unless it's
Oh, you don't approve of my moves
but I'm not
Starvin' for jargon, so save it.
My libido is
The needle to the wax, I like to tax in
Gazebos, surviving like a mac king,
Never lacking when I'm stacking
I try and try to tell fools, that I've been
Through hell and my tools ain't the same
As yours. Coors Light that's what
Drinkin', must be I'm wrong yours is
That's why you're sinkin' in your own
Nose is in my business, witnessin'
Own fate, drownin' in your own lake
of hate
But I don't see no abstinent crabs in it
Perverse perpin' after the salt I can
hear the rehearsal of a serpent,
'Cause you don't use your head when
Shed skin - dead end...for a playa

Charades, are played but I keep
getting it in
Large amounts because I be doin'
these Hoogies' charge account like a banker
I'm patient and I be waiting like an
To spank her. Then I get the softy
Coffee drinkin' breath stinkin'
cheddar cheese
Eatin' wheat germ, checker board
Wearin' can't dance, and you're starin' in
My grill. But you had a steak
a nervous
Twitch and you're a badly fake and I
His bitch is gettin' around like Tupac
Servin' niggas two at a time like she
Two cocks. New blocks she be conquering
Zip codes, I rip ho's that be lappin' up
Mark ass lames then charge it to the
Game. So he next time you step to
Like a defense attorney, Ha!...I'll
fade ya
'Cause you're a playa hayta.

From a real playa ' cause I play the
The same, not behind no dame, so
Can get these thangs

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Album: Boxcar Sessions Lyrics
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  1. Grab the train
  2. Swig of the stew
  3. Poke martian
  4. Playa hayta
  5. Pee wee
  6. Battle drill
  7. Westside
  8. Worship the "d"
  9. Light sleeper
  10. Rashinel
  11. Can-u-feel-me?
  12. No return (goin' crazy)
  13. Big nose
  14. Just riden'
  15. Hype shit
  16. Real circus
  17. Bent
  18. The instructor
  19. Joint custody


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