Young Playa (Album Version|Edited) - Lil Wayne (李尔·韦恩)/Big Tymers

He he hee

I'm a young playa ni**a what

I get the game from the

Big tymers ni**a what what

Who else Speak on it On the real

Ni**a on the real ni**a

Respect the game

Cuz I got the game

Y'all know who I is

Weezy coming thru in the

Bubble eye Benz

See me front in back with

The wood all around

Plus I got that surround sound

Don't hate on me boy if

You do get down

Come from under my shirt try

To lift you off the ground

But on the other hand I'ma

Keep running man

I got about a hundred coming

Up with three Hummers man

We stuntas man

I might stumble across a grand

And give it to you wifey

And watch how she slurp

On my pipey like a Icee

I might be in a Range that night

I might be in a Lex watching

The game tonight

I got a hundred on Kobe

Hope he playing it right

But if I lose its cool

That's some change lil shite

That ain't nothing

I ain't doing nothing if I I ain't stunting

Hold up girl be quiet Lil Wayne coming

Slow yo roll lil one

You ain't glad its bought

And Ms Pat and gray head over there

In the back card gambling

At the bar dranking

But go head just be quiet with 'em lil one

Broads I use 'em

Hatas I bluse 'em

My whole front grill

Is full of confusion

Got dammit

Weezy pull up in a Porsche

Expanded expanded

I was to the back

Niggas couldn't stand it

Soon as I left the scene

The women vanished

I got it like that

Got Rolex blue sh*t

Hard to say watches

Plus I bought all of my

Niggas Cartier watches

Weezy and his clique

Leave with forty beatches

Million dolla man baby tear da beasy

Catch me sippin on

Some Hen maybe Covoursier

Sammy Mario tody

Taz that's my posse

And what

You might see me dippin

Low in a Benz truck

Tell yo girl hello

I done did her what

You muggin me for

Keep playin with me

I'll put a slug in yo do

Now looky here young blood

Pull yo pants up on yo a** and

Put that piece of metal up in yo shirt

Don't make me get up out this

Wheel chair and kick yo a**

Now keep doing what you doing

Go head

Y'all know me young playa

Stomp with the big dogs

Play with me boy I give

You cancer like menthol

Cough cough cough up

Got a cat eye benz on brollas

They call us

Uptown shiners

Original hot boy baby big tymers

I spit game

Get in they head they be like Quit Wayne

Half hour later I'm in they split man

Hehehehe it be kicks man

Let me get real

I'll kill on the battlefield

Steal for the scrill

I will never leave my clique

Ni**a I'm to trill

I'm a little peepsqueal

But I'm a ape in that jungle

And if you get it twisted

Ni**a I'm taking yo lover

I mean I'm raping yo lover

Leave her taste in my rubber

I'm a playa ni**a I'm a playa