Brooklyn Playa Shit
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(Intro) Put yo hands n the air if yous a true playa (Verse) I'mma show ya smth, girl, I know you really ain't used to Make us talk you in the ear Try to pull you near, but they can't keep your attention Keepin' it chill, but I know what's on yo mind Thinki gthe same, just waitin' for the time You wanna join my company, we can do this, baby (Chorus) Chill, ride-ride, keep it real, you lookin' fine I won't wound up in you, can't take a hint It's that Brooklyn playa shit You want to know you should be rockin' with It's that Brooklyn murder shit (Verse) Baby, just relax and get real comfortable I'm a real nigga with mine, sip that cherry wine Life is really good, sex is even better You wanna come home with me, when I get aside you'll see Got your legs in the air, cause I'm a true playa (Chorus) Chill, ride-ride, keep it real, you lookin' fine I won't wound up in you, can't take a hint It's that Brooklyn playa shit You want to know you should be rockin' with It's that Brooklyn murder shit (Verse) It means you get up when you right Wetter, better, every single time Eyes just rollin', good with smokin', Nothin' can kill my vibe, nothin can blow my high All the ladies in the place with starring grace Love to introduce to a Brooklyn dude, yeah I got a bed, get you on it Ridin' spaces, we can get it poppin', girl (Chorus) Chill, ride-ride, keep it real, you lookin' fine I won't wound up in you, can't take a hint It's that Brooklyn playa shit You want to know you should be rockin' with It's that Brooklyn murder shit
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