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Pharrell
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Keep It Playa
Lyricist:Stayve Thomas, Pharrell L Williams
Say P, man the other day foolin' at the club Mane wit this broad or whateva I walk in see her talkin' to some dude or whateva
You know what I'm sayin', so I holla at her I say 'Ay man check this out, man I seen ya over there Hollin' at ole boy, I ain't hatin' on that
You know what I'm sayin' But I got a friend comin' through too So when you see her, don't trip, you know what I'm sayin' Keep it playa man, you know what I'm sayin'â€
So my broad show up or whateva man This girl wanna try and take a swing at her man That ain't right, this my man favorite record right here Yessir, beat that shit
Before you say, it's cheaper to keep her, we consider and read her Man she might be the type that won't pea you the feeder She wants a little cheeba, a lil' Margarita Man them drawls comin' off, when she see the two-seater
So put ya Porsche up, get ya divorce up I'm sure she'll sign it when she see me pull my doors up Man them mansions on the water, motherfuck a hill She through her heels in the ocean, so she stuck to chill
The truck is steel, hopin' somethin' between ya And now she laughin' how she took yo ass to the cleaners Man I'm on ya side, not tryna inconvenience ya Just now we get them million keys and them plastic Ninas
So keep it playa dawg, don't make me say it all Do something drastic, know that plastic's everywhere dawg If it ain't music, all this money, I don't play at all And she ain't either, so that mean she doesn't weigh it all
Now we can both post sip, and keep it playa mayne And we can both pull the misses, keep it playa mayne Or we could both right our wrists, and keep it playa mayne Or you could scram cocksucker, if you a hater mayne
I keep them ladies goin' uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
I'm a grown man, thug ain't the one that play no games witchu Thug the one to call, to come get off the chain witchu And hang witchu, when you full of Patrone And oh yeah, brain wanna get two partners alone
Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Because I'm only 25, and still going live Got the estate by the pool, by the lake outside I wake up, and gotta pick which car I'ma drive The Double R 760, or the 645
I'm having thangs mayne check out the chain Money ain't never been a thang, you see the watch and the ring Rocks the nicest, never seen none like this I'ma boss, I don't ask what it cost, my life priceless
Baby girl you might just get the share this shine Long as you not selfish and learn to share some times And of course I'm still yours and you're still mine But you can't be a hater mayne, gotta keep it playa mayne
Now we can both post sip, and keep it playa mayne And we can both pull the misses, keep it playa mayne Or we could both right our wrists, and keep it playa mayne Or you could scram cocksucker, if you a hater mayne
I keep them ladies goin' uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
You don't stop, they say J.Lo just to show her ass and all Knowin' the worst thing could happen, is a nigga could palm Now my agent saying the only way that he could be calm I put a hundred mil on each arm, like my name was LeBron
What, not the ice, my beats is worth more The track is like a whole damn Jacob Store See niggaz hate you more when they take they broad But his girl looked at my hands, seen a 'Matrix' door
What, Jewels is foolish, they hues is the chooest I mean the smurfs look green, the rocks are so bluish You can't out bling me, or BBC jean me You ain't got no vought, you can go and ask Me-Me
I think and relay it, I blink and PJ it You wanna make fast bucks, take this and e-Bay it And all you Phantom owners know you can't stand me Got one in Virgina, 'nother one in Miami, yessir
Now we can both post sip, and keep it playa mayne And we can both pull the misses, keep it playa mayne Or we could both right our wrists, and keep it playa mayne Or you could scram cocksucker, if you a hater mayne
I keep them ladies goin' uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh
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